Corridor outside the operating room.

The incandescent lamps reflected the snow-white walls on both sides, making the whole atmosphere appear quiet and cold. Bo Yucheng leaned against the wall in depressedly, and the tall figure seemed lonely and lonely inexplicably. The whole person revealed a breath of no one entering the world...

Wen Le stood beside him and didn't even dare to show off his breath. He just raised his eyes from time to time to time to look at the indicator light, but the light "during the operation" was always on, and the closed door had not been opened for a long time.

At this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps suddenly sounded...

Xiao Qianche ran towards the operating room and saw countless people waiting in the corridor. Before he could even leave a breath for himself, he asked hurriedly, "How is it?"

Bo Yucheng's eyes were lowered, and the bottom of his eyes was silent. He kept gently rubbing the skin of his right palm with his left finger abdomen.

The palm that had previously held the girl's hand tightly...

He always felt that there seemed to be some warmth that was still in decline.

Wen Le looked at him sideways, then raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Qianche, "Sorry, sir, may I ask you..."

Xiao Qianche immediately handed over the safe in his hand.

He introduced himself, "Xiao Qianche of Jingshi Pavilion, Lan Lan ordered me to escort this batch of experimental medicines to the Southern Central Hospital of Szhou."

Hearing this, Bo Yucheng raised his eyes and looked at him.

Xiao Qianche looked up at the door of the operating room, frowned with his eyebrows, "How is Lanlan's situation now?"

Wen Le immediately pulled Xiao Qianche to the side.

He knew that Bo Yucheng was unwilling to face the real situation, so he lowered his voice and introduced, "The dagger happened to stab her heart. He just pushed into the operating room for rescue, but he didn't know the situation."

"The location of the heart..." Xiao Qianche's breathing stagnated.

His eyebrows were full of worry, and his usual soft eyes were a little cooler, "Who did it be found out?"

"Inspecting." Wen Le pursed his lower lip, "From the surveillance, the man has been guarding the corridor, waiting for the target to appear. It is obviously a deliberate murder, but he is not sure who came to the scene."

Xiao Qianche couldn't help but take a deep breath, and he looked at the operating room with a serious look, "I hope Lanlan won't have anything to do."

He clenched the handle of the safe, and his joints turned slightly white.

However, thinking of Shi Qinglan's original intention of coming to the Southern Central Hospital, he lowered his eyes and looked at the safe in his hand, then raised his eyes and turned his eyes to the middle-aged man who was guarding the operating room together...

"May I ask, are you Dean Smith?" Xiao Qianche had investigated the basic information of the central hospital before coming.

Dean Smith nodded, "Yes, I am."

"This is the experimental medicine that Dr. Jinglan ordered me to send. Please give Dean Smith the medicine to the patient."

He presented the safe with both hands, "Doctor Jinglan came here to cure the disease and save the patient. Although she had some accidents, she must still hope that all patients will be safe."

Dean Smith looked at the safe with tears in his eyes.

He took it with his hands tremblingly, "Okay... Doctor Jinglan is so righteous! God will bless her to be fine!"

Xiao Qianche pursed his lower lip and nodded slightly.

Dean Smith immediately left with the safe and arranged for other medical staff to continue to prepare for the appropriate distribution of special medicines according to the treatment plan previously formulated by Shi Qinglan!

The corridor outside the operating room returned to silence again...

Three men stood outside the operating room, one was depressed and lost. One looked up at the operating room lights from time to time. The other was waiting anxiously while sending a message to exchange the operation process of the young lady and the investigation of the assassinator with Wen Mo.

"Squeak--"

Until the operating room door, a slight noise suddenly came.

Bo Yucheng's eyes suddenly lit up with a little light, and he immediately rushed over with a meteor, "Doctor!"

"How is my fiancée?" His eyebrows were full of anxiety, his voice was hoarse and low, not as beautiful as usual.

Xiao Qianche originally wanted to be the first to chase after him, but Bo Yucheng was eventually faster than him. The words "My fiancée" made his steps pause slightly, and then he stood by silently.

Wen Le immediately cast a look at the doctor...

The eyes of the three men were shining, the slightest light in the deep pool, full of anxiety and hope.

But the doctor's expression looked quite serious. He looked up at the three men, hesitated for a moment and slowly shook his head.

Seeing this, Bo Yucheng's brain suddenly became confused.

The sparks that had finally ignited in the deep ink pupils gradually swayed and extinguished little by little.

"What does shaking your head mean?" His voice slightly changed.

The doctor sighed a little heavy and handed over several intraoperative examinations, "Doctor Jinglan's condition is not very good."

"The dagger stabbed near her heart. Although it was lucky enough to avoid the most dangerous artery, it was too close to the heart. I also experienced a cardiac arrest during the pulling of the dagger. Although my heartbeat has recovered now, the pace of the heart is very weak. We cannot be sure what the result will be."

Bo Yucheng immediately lowered his head and read the inspection reports.

His fingers were still trembling slightly, and when he heard the doctor's words, his heart suddenly tightened...

"So you mean..." Wen Le asked hesitantly.

When asked, he peeked at the top of the operating room door, and the light "during the operation" was still not out.

The doctor handed over a piece of paper with a calm expression, "It's better to notify the patient's family first and sign a notice of critical illness."

Upon hearing this, Bo Yucheng suddenly raised his eyes.

His ink pupils shrank a little, his deep eyes were a little dazed, and his voice was extremely heavy, "Notice of Critical Sickness?"

"She was fine a few hours ago..." Bo Yucheng's voice tightened, "She laughed at me and happily told me that the medicine would be delivered soon and the patient would be saved soon."

"Now, do you ask me to sign her critical illness notice?"

Every word he said seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his heart, carrying a very heavy breathing, and his voice was so cold that it was terrifyingly cold.

But the doctor could only lower his eyes and said, "Sorry, signing a critical illness notice is the rule of surgery, but we will do our best."

"I don't want to be sorry! I don't want to do my best!" Bo Yucheng suddenly growled, and he pointed to the closed door, and his fingertips trembled violently, "I want her to come out for me!"

"Hiss Bo is calm!" Wen Le immediately stopped the man.

Xiao Qianche also immediately helped stop him. He turned his head and confirmed with the doctor, "How dangerous is Lanlan in his life now?"

"If the operation goes well, it may be fine, but if any accidents occur during the operation, it may not be able to come out."
Chapter completed!