Zhuo Junyue has been inside the operating room for three hours now and still hasn't come out.
Feng Tianyou couldn't help but grow anxious. If anything went wrong with Zhuo Junyue, how would he face Ningyan?
About ten minutes later, the light above the operating room finally went out.
Zuo Mufeng stepped out, removed his mask, and said, "Big brother has injuries to all five major organs and is experiencing bleeding. His condition isn't good. For now, he can't return to China immediately—we must wait until he wakes to make further decisions."
The flight from Canada to Ning City is over ten hours long.
At this moment, Zhuo Junyue is in no state to endure such turbulence.
If the internal bleeding continues, things will become extremely dangerous, posing a severe threat to his life.
Dabao glanced over, then turned to Zuo Mufeng. "Second uncle, draw my blood. Try it with my dad. They've always said my blood is really special."
After saying this, Dabao extended his arm.
