Squeak! The red light went out, followed closely by the sound of the sliding door. Xiao Lin walked out, still wearing his blood-stained surgical gown, sweat soaking his hair, although his excessively indifferent face appeared particularly out of place. Closely behind him was the lead surgeon, whose face was nearly twisted together, in stark contrast to Xiao Lin.
"How is it?" Meisai stepped forward to block Xiao Lin's path, eager to know what was happening inside.
"Heh!" It was hard to tell whether it was a sneer, as Xiao Lin stepped aside and bypassed Meisai to leave, his coldness instantly chilling Meisai significantly. "George, how is it?"
"Originally, he could have been revived, but the person you brought insisted on performing heart gauze separation surgery, and as a result... I'm very sorry!" The lead surgeon called George patted Meisai's shoulder and shook his head regretfully.
