The air in the Operating Room still lingered with the post-surgery bloody smell.
Medical staff were tidying up the instruments.
Suddenly, someone barged in, startling everyone.
"Sir, you can't come in..."
"Get out!"
One word, and the room fell silent!
Li Beijue strode to the operating table, where the little lady was lying with her snow-white melon-seed face, her eyes closed as if she were asleep.
The scars on her elegant and beautiful face, especially on her forehead, were shocking to look at!
A twinge of heartache flashed through Li Beijue's eyes as he suddenly clenched his fists, the veins on the back of his hands bulging!
Damn it, he should not have left first that night.
Even if he had heard her tell Han Qifeng in person that she didn't like him and was only with him reluctantly for Bae Chi, so what?
At least they were together.
Rightfully and lawfully together.