When that ray of sunlight that warmed them disappeared, darkness descended once more, and it wouldn't be surprising if living people turned into ferocious beasts.
Long Xiliang clenched his fists tightly, and the joints of his fingers cracked noisily.
His palms were full of blood, and after his fingertips tore open his palms, his blood mixed with Lu Xiaoyou's blood.
The man's proud and unyielding head slowly lowered, and at that moment, the sliding door of the operating room opened before him.
A few mask-wearing doctors walked out, almost colliding with Long Xiliang.
The aura he emitted was so terrifying that the doctors were all frightened and retreated backward.
"Long... Master Long..."
"We, I..."
They hadn't even spoken to explain Lu Xiaoyou's condition to Long Xiliang, but he had already read the thoughts in their minds.
In fact, when they were still in the operating room, Long Xiliang had heard all their thoughts as he stood outside.
"Get out!"
