d, it looked terrifying. Actually, it's fine. Wushuang gave me a kind of ointment that can remove scars. It seems like I don't need to go for plastic surgery either. Except for my shoulder, they are...Her heart burned with warmth, but she sat alone on a bench, waiting. She leaned on memories of past happiness to support her present despair. Non-Mo must be fine, absolutely must be! If anything happened to Non-Mo, she wouldn't find peace for the rest of her life, she feared she wouldn't even live long.

She was lost in memories of past joys, her eyes closed, shutting out all sounds. She didn't hear even when Cheng Anya spoke to her. Cheng Anya called out a few times, but Wen Nuan didn't respond. Ye Sanshao pulled at her and shook his head, then Cheng Anya stopped talking.

Waiting is agonizing.

Especially waiting for an unknown life or death ending, it's even more agonizing.

It's like a knife grinding against your heart, relentlessly, refusing to deliver a clean cut. This feeling is unbearably desolate and hopeless. There's nothing the waiting person can do but wait, and wait some more.

After a while, Chen Xue and Tang Shuwen arrived for the surgery. Tang San and Wen Lan also came, along with Lin Da and his wife. They were all Ye Feimo's elders and friends, all waiting outside the operating room.

Chen Xue wanted to talk to Wen Nuan for a while, but Wen Nuan didn't hear. Everyone fell silent.

This surgery was taking forever. To Wen Nuan, several hours felt like an eternity in prison. She had never known time to drag on like this. She desperately wanted to head-butt a wall and knock herself unconscious, just to wake up and have someone tell her that Fei Mo was fine, that Fei Mo was safe.

She was rational yet so clear-headed, unable to do anything at all, truly nothing at all, except wait. She still waited, and she didn't even know how long she would have to wait... Her palms were sweating.

The surgery lasted for over three hours. Suddenly, the operating room door swung open, a young nurse with bloodstained hands ran out in panic. Cheng Anya and Ye Sanshao suddenly jumped up from their chairs, grabbing the nurse and demanding to know what was going on.

A nameless panic gripped their hearts.

The little nurse rushed to say, the patient was bleeding heavily, she was going to get blood...

Heavy bleeding, blood won't stop...

Hearing the nurse say this, Cheng Anya's hands and feet went numb. She couldn't feel warmth anymore. Her eyes were vacant, fear had left her mind blank. The sight of the nurse's blood-stained hands sent a sharp pain through her head.

That is not ink blood, not ink blood, not ink blood...

He who is not ink is in danger, he is in danger, he is fighting a war with death.

The warm medicine had long fallen to the ground, her fists clenched tightly, her heart constantly praying. She was willing to give up thirty years of her life in exchange for Fei Mo's survival, she truly was. Oh heavens, would you hear her plea

A wave of dizziness hit me, and I suddenly remembered a classic line from a Hong Kong drama.

The doctor in a white coat came out of the operating room and said helplessly to the family, "I'm sorry, we did our best."

This is really a classic line from Hong Kong dramas, almost every Hong Kong drama has such a scene, warm and frightening, those two outstanding men also came out, pale-faced to them said, sorry, we have tried our best.

When she watched TV dramas with Ye Feimo, she would always laugh and say, "Can we change the dialogue It's always 'bereave gracefully,' it's so funny every time!"

Warmth also said that if she were acting, the doctor came out to say sorry, we've done our best, she would definitely laugh.

A word became a prophecy.

She never imagined in her dreams that she would face this scene herself. It wasn't on television or in a movie, but in real life. Fei Mo was right there, and she finally understood how naive she had been in the past. Mentioning life and death, she had always taken such a light attitude.

Chen Xue sat down and took the warm, cold hand in hers. She said softly, "Don't worry, he'll be fine. If you're tired, lean on me and rest for a bit."

With a warm shake of her head, Chen Xue's sigh escaped as she remained taut with tension, never allowing herself to relax.

Warmth worried more about Ye Feimo in the hospital than anyone else.

The little nurse hurriedly brought in several bags of blood, and the operating room door slammed shut again. Everyone's hearts felt heavier than ever before...

Waiting...

A long wait.

The surgery lasted for ten hours, with no end in sight. As night fell, Cheng Anyan and Ye Sanshao didn't want to keep the Tang family waiting so late. Xiao Nian was still at home. Chen Xue and Tang Shuwu stayed behind, while Tang Si and Wen Lan went back first.

Tang Shuwen and Wen Ran, a married couple, bought some food and drinks for Ye Sanshao and Cheng Anya. The atmosphere was warm but everyone lacked appetite, leaving the food aside. Wenran had been maintaining the same posture for ten hours, stiffly seated on a chair, waiting.

She felt that perhaps her whole life wasn't much longer than this.

As midnight neared, the doors to the operating room finally opened.

Suman and Bai Ye both looked particularly tired, but they forced themselves to stay awake. Cheng Anya watched them anxiously, afraid of hearing bad news from them. Ye San Shao was the most composed, "How is Fei Mo"

Bai Ye smiled faintly and said, "I said I would return you a healthy son, and I will definitely return you a healthy son. The surgery was more successful than expected. Tonight is very important. If he can safely get through tonight, there won't be much of a problem."

It felt warm to hear the sound of his heart suddenly dropping from a high place... The heart that was jumping in his throat suddenly returned to its original position. Not long after, the little nurse pushed Ye Fei Mo into the intensive care unit. Tonight...

As long as we get through tonight, Fei Mo will be fine.

"Thank you!" Cheng Anya said through tears. The hope for a successful operation on Fei Mo was slim, and they must have gone to great lengths to snatch Fei Mo back from the jaws of death. Cheng Anya felt immense gratitude.

When warmth first heard Su Man speak, "Don't be too optimistic. Even if the surgery is successful and he wakes up, there are still several major surgeries ahead. Otherwise, the risk of relapse is too high."

They want to completely remove the tumors from his body.

Surgery can't help someone who is hopelessly addicted, but his medicine can.

Originally, everyone was very happy. After Su Man spoke, they fell into a state of gloom again. Bai Ye smiled and said, “If Fei Mo can withstand this surgery, the subsequent surgeries will be 100% successful. You guys don't have to worry too much.”

Cheng Anya let out another sigh of relief, “Su Man, don’t scare me like that!”

"You're too easily scared." Su Man rarely joked, but this time she did. Ye Sanshao let the nurse arrange for them to rest. After more than ten hours of surgery, even an iron man would be exhausted. They couldn't leave the hospital yet; who knew what might happen with Fei Mo in the middle of the night

So they are staying in the hospital tonight. scenarioWarmth saw Ye Fei not in ink's face was sullen, couldn't help but worriedly asked, "Not ink, what's wrong with you You don't seem happy"Is he happy How could he be happy He suddenly wanted to...