C37 Making Things Difficult for K-g G

Xi Muyao clenched his fists and sat on the bench outside the operating theater. His heels tapped the ground at a high frequency, showing his worry and uneasiness.

The red light in the operating theater was still on. Xi Muyao looked at the tightly shut door and pursed his lips in a straight line.

He lowered his head and looked at the shiny tip of his leather shoes