Outside the operating room

He Yisheng leaned back against the wall, his eyes were empty, and a kind of inexplicable sadness spread in his heart.

This feeling is similar to the news of Song Weiqing's death.

Up to now, he can't accept the news of Hawthorne's death. He thought that Mu Chudi and Hawthorne would feel the same way.

Several strands of fragmented hair slid down and pasted them into Ho Yisheng's eyes, covering his complicated emotions.

The air around is so heavy that doctors dare not speak or even breathe loudly.

In fact, life and death are normal in the hospital. He really does not understand. Do these people...