Zhan Jia 'er actually turned into Yingying

At that moment, Duan xiuhui only wanted to make sure that Zhan Jia 'er was safe.

She didn't think so much. She didn't expect that Zhan Jia 'er would be lying on the operating table for a heart transplant surgery. Even if the anesthetic had worn off, it was impossible for Zhan Jia' er to cause such a big commotion after the surgery.

When Duan xiuhui reached the end of the corridor, she saw the bloody man running out of the corridor in a frenzy.

"How could this be, Yingluo? how could this be, Yingluo? it's not me. Give it back to me, give it back to me. Where did it go? come out and give it back to me!"

A woman covered in blood and wearing a Surgical Gown ran out from the corridor.

She looked terrible. Her Surgical Gown was stained with blood, and her black hair was messily scattered over her shoulders. Her pair of dark, black eyes were swollen and bloodshot, and they were filled with helplessness and anger.