Previously, Yutel had only heard from Watson and had not seen it with his own eyes.
Now, he finally saw it.
The man on the operating table, he really came back to life.
"Miss Qin, I promise you, he won't die again,"
Having said this excitedly, Yutel and Watson and the others were once again engrossed in the busy surgery.
Tears welling up in her eyes, Qin Wan smiled faintly and bowed deeply to them, "Thank you."
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Until the moment just before the surgery ended.
Qin Wan had been holding Mu Shaocheng's hand the whole time.
His face was pale, yet he still looked handsome and attractive.
Looking at him now, silent and motionless, she thought of his usual dominance and assertiveness.
She'd occasionally say something to him, making the time not so hard to endure.
Finally.
When she was almost unable to hold on any longer, Yutel and the others completed the surgery.
Qin Wan raised her eyes to look at him.
