The girl's surgery must be starting now, right?
Wu Lixuan thought, having learned this information by asking one of the nurses here.
She had wanted to inquire further about what the surgery might entail, but it seemed that was a question only a doctor could answer, not a nurse.
Nearby, within an arm's reach, stood a doctor who had been by her bedside almost every day. What patient receives such VIP treatment? Although this doctor had been exceedingly kind to her, she dared not ask him that question.
It wasn't that she feared him, but rather that she felt guilty inside. If she had been more careful and not been stabbed by the knife, her childhood friend and he wouldn't have needed to worry and be afraid for her.
After lying in the hospital bed and sleeping too much these past few days, she found herself unable to fall asleep. Barely opening her eyes, she saw him, his white coat brushing the floor, crouching at her bedside to check the drainage tube.