What if nothing happens this time, what about next time? And the time after next?
In the coming months, or even years, the dangers of each treatment will accumulate madly...
But for now, damn it, this is the only way!!
Beitang and another doctor walked out of the room. Only after she heard their footsteps getting further away did she slowly start to sob.
Her hands clutched tightly to the blanket, yet she dared not open her eyes.
She was so afraid that if she opened her eyes, she'd find herself unable to see at all...
No.
She couldn't cry.
It was almost five o'clock.
The meeting to discuss Zhan Nanjue's condition was about to start. She needed to attend the meeting in her best condition.
She couldn't break down.
She couldn't... couldn't... couldn't!
She didn't know how long it was before she heard the sound of the door opening again.
Footsteps approached.
A shadow fell by her bedside.
He sat down, silent.
