C781 Scarred

After what seemed like a century, the lights in the operating room finally went out.

The moment the door opened, Feng Yiting's face turned pale white, he lost all his strength and almost knelt in front of the door. It was still Jiang Hong.

"elder brother Ting!"

"Doctor, how is she? She won't die, will she? She's still alive, isn't she? "

Holding onto the doctor's collar