Outside the operating room.
Tan Jincheng was like an enraged lion.
He stood right at the door of the operating room, silent, but his whole being was enveloped in towering anger.
On the electronic display above the operating room, the red words "In Surgery" were exceptionally glaring.
Tan Jincheng simply stood there, yet no one dared to approach him!
She will be fine.
She will be fine.
Tan Jincheng kept repeating these words in his mind, as if comforting himself, or perhaps praying.
At this moment, he didn't even have the time to think about what caused her sudden illness; he wasn't even sure if it could be considered an illness!
From the symptoms, it seemed like asthma, but... her body should be very healthy now, no, maybe not very healthy, but at least there shouldn't be asthma!
Or could it be...
Her physical weakness and many health issues were actually concealed by a false sense of health?
