This surgery took a full ten hours.
In those ten hours, not only Helian Yueyin's heart was suspended, but Chi Xingye felt the same.
She too was anxiously waiting outside the room for the result.
Time ticked by, second by second.
Each minute, each second of waiting, was torment for Helian Yueyin.
Chi Xingye occasionally looked up, concerned, and saw her leaning against the wall, biting her lip tightly, restraining her emotions, silently shedding tears. Even if panicked, even if afraid, she tried her best not to make a sound that would disturb the highly tense surgery taking place inside. Her hands that once held a gun, were still trembling violently.
Seeing her like this almost broke Chi Xingye's heart.
She knew that Helian Yueyin must be filled with regret for having shot Mo Shang.
She quietly approached and said, "Yueyin, you've been standing for a long time, why don't you sit down on the chair and wait?"
