C489 How's It Going

Time ticked on, and the lights in the operating room were still on. Qiao Anran's tearing sounds came from inside from time to time, but no child's voice could be heard in Mu Yueze and Jin Mupeng's ears.

Mu Yueze stopped moving and sat on the chair as if accepting the criticism of fate. He looked up at the ceiling, lowered his head, clasped his hands in contemplation, looked at the operating room