It was like there was an incredibly powerful magnetic field, trying to tear a person's skin and flesh apart.
For the first time, he felt a fear that came out of nowhere.
A man like Long Yinxiao had never feared death, so there was nothing in this world he was afraid of.
Yet he hadn't expected that just one look from Long Xiliang would freeze his body in place, leaving him without even the strength to take a single step forward!
"Fine, I'll get lost, okay." Long Yinxiao shrugged his shoulders, forcing the words out between gritted teeth.
A fierce sixth sense was telling him not to provoke Long Xiliang at a time like this.
Seething, he turned around and walked out.
In the operating room, filled with the smell of disinfectant, only Long Xiliang and Lu Xiaoyou were left.
The man sat on the operating table, his head lowered, kissing the woman's lips over and over.
Her lips, having lost all color, had turned the pale pink of cherry blossom petals.
