On the other side, Si Mingjing concentrated on applying acupuncture to Ye Siyuan, injecting the warmth of a dragon, patiently and meticulously dissolving blood clots and removing bruises—an endeavor that demanded slow, careful work.
She was extremely grateful in her heart.
Fortunately, she had met Professor Yan today, and Professor Yan had taken the initiative to call her to the hospital to observe the surgery. Otherwise, Si Yuan would be undergoing a craniotomy at this very moment!
It wasn't that a craniotomy was bad, but Si Yuan loved beauty so much—if she had the surgery...
Not to mention Si Yuan, wouldn't her in-laws be worried to death when they heard the news?
At this time, Bo Leng hurried to the hospital.
His hard-soled dress shoes clacked against the corridor floor outside the operating room, each sound striking at the soul.
