C917 Confirmed Death

Yue Jinglou seemed lost to the world, staring blankly at the bed, tears streaming unconsciously down his face. It felt like a heavy stone pressed on his chest, making it hard to breathe. He glanced at Xiao Dezi, then subtly signaled towards Changge with a blink, instructing the doctor, "Just do your job."

The doctor nodded in understanding, and Xiao Dezi quickly grasped Yue Jinglou's intent