Tang Ke'er was still unconscious on the sickbed and showed no signs of waking up. Dou Shengming was very anxious. He was worried that he would lose Tang Ke'er forever, just like the dream he had.
"Du." Du. "Du."
The electrocardiograph in the ward sounded the alarm again. Dou Shengming's eyes turned cold, and the hostility on his cold face became heavier. Dou Shengming pressed the beeper beside the bed nervously and quickly.
Soon, a group of nurses and doctors rushed in from outside the ward. They quickly pushed Tang Ke'er into the operation room, leaving Dou Shengming on the spot. He watched Tang Ke'er being pushed into the operation room with a haggard and powerless expression.
Dou Shengming's eyes were filled with grief. Other than waiting, in front of death, Dou Shengming was too weak and fragile.