Sorry for Making You Worry!

It had been almost more than an hour since Alex entered the operating room. There was no sign that the operation on Alex would be finished soon.

Anderson felt down when he saw his daughter just looking down with her hands clasped together trying to show him that she was fine.

"Hey, Alex will be fine. Sweety."

That sentence came out of Anderson's lips as a reassurance for Marsha, even though in his heart he was not too confident whether what he said happened.

He hoped he was not wrong in his words. That's all he hoped for!

The lights in the operating room began to dim, and not long after the doctor who had not been seen before now began to come out looking for the patient's family.

Quickly Anderson, and also Marsha who was waiting for Alex's operation said that she was the patient's family.

"How is Alex?" Anderson asked the doctor who was wearing the typical suit attached to the man's body.