บท 971: Gratitude (1)

Mu Yuchen stopped looking at him. Instead, his eyes were focused on the door before them. Qi Lei seemed a little distracted as well.

After getting the details from Yang Sheng, Li Si was not sure what to say at the moment.

The sky had already turned dark long ago. The moon appeared in the sky and lit up the city.

The doors to the operating theatre finally opened after a long time, and the doctors and nurses slowly shuffled out.

"Xiaye!"

Mu Yuchen and Qi Lei went forward. Xi Xiaye was still unconscious and her expression was terribly pale as well.

"How's my wife?" Mu Yuchen grabbed Xi XIaye's wrist, studying the numerous bandages all over her as his eyes darkened instantly.