บท 952: I Can't Think of a Title Anymore, Let's See What the Officials Do

In the quiet corridor of the hospital, Monica was wrapped in Finn's white coat as she sat there and waited silently.

She kept telling herself that her father would be fine and that had to believe in Finn and his ability to save her father.

Time passed, minute by minute. It was as if she was the only one left in the entire world, and she was alone.

After a very long time, so long that Monica felt that her body had turned cold, the light of the operating theatre finally went out.

After that, the door opened, and Finn walked out from inside.

Monica looked at him from afar.

 Finn, too, looked at her before nodding.

Did that nod mean that her father was alright? 

Her eyes were a little red.

It was true. In her heart, anyone who could save her father was the best person in the world.

Even though Finn hated her a lot, she would be grateful to him.