The director responded anxiously, "Mr. Nian, it was an accident! No one knows how—"
"Enough!"
In truth, asking was pointless; he didn't even care about their answers.
Nian Shen's gaze remained fixed on the surgery room's glowing light, unwavering.
The director was starting to panic, "Mr. Nian, I swear I'll—"
"Shut up."
Nian Shen's two words left everyone silent, looking at each other but not daring to speak, waiting for updates.
Mr. Nian looks very angry...
Everyone instinctively backed away slightly, feeling the oppressive aura radiating from him.
Yi Yang swallowed nervously and said softly, "Miss Hai is a blessed person; she'll surely be fine."
Nian Shen said nothing.
Everyone felt that the past hour had been torturous, every second dragging endlessly.
Despite the passage of so much time, the surgery room's light showed no sign of dimming, fueling their impatience.
Finally, ten more minutes passed; the surgery light finally went off.
