C563 (1)

The sound of anxious footsteps echoed in the corridor of the hospital, and Ji Bochen's forehead was beaded with sweat. His thick eyebrows were like two swords in a bun, and his amber brown eyes were full of uneasiness. His lips were tightly shut, and everyone looked very nervous.

His eyes occasionally glanced at the door of the operating theater, and the light in his hand was always on