Xia Xiaonuan felt all the blood drain from her body as she stared at the red light above the operating room.
Three words were written above it—In Surgery.
She stood there motionless for half a minute, her mind blank, until Zhong Li grabbed her hand, snapping her back to reality.
She gently lowered her head and looked at the despairing Nangong Zhongli.
Stiffly, she reached out her other hand and held his head in her arms.
"Zhong Li, he will be okay, trust me..." She was surprisingly calm in comforting others, as if she were just an outsider.
But her fingertips were trembling, and her legs were shaking uncontrollably.
Tears silently streamed down her cheeks. She used all her rationality to control her body, preventing herself from screaming and rushing to the operating room door.
She forced a smile and calmly told him, he would be fine...
Whether she was comforting Nangong Zhongli or herself, she didn't know.
