Yan Yinuo looked in the direction of the operating room for quite a while before slowly turning around and leaving along the corridor.
Behind her, Johnny widened his eyes, almost staring a hole through Yan Yinuo's silhouette.
"She really left? I was just speaking offhandedly!" Johnny gritted his teeth, feeling it wasn't worth it for Xu Zijin in the operating room.
"If I had known you were so heartless, he might as well ignore you and live or die without you!"
The voice was neither loud nor soft, but full of sarcasm.
Yan Yinuo heard it, and her steps felt as heavy as lead, making it difficult to move.
But in the end, she still went back to John's ward first.
"Yinuo…" John was severely injured, but the moment he saw Yan Yinuo, he smiled sincerely.
Soon, he noticed how disheveled Yan Yinuo looked.
Her face was blackened, and there was even a hint of burnt hair smell in the air around her.
John tried to sit up, "Yinuo… are you hurt…?"
