Towels and bandages soaked with fresh blood kept being brought out.
Seeing the fresh blood, Ye Anqi felt as if an invisible hand was tightly squeezing her heart.
A nameless fear filled her inside.
It was as if the person in trouble inside was very important to her.
Who was in trouble?
Ye Anqi couldn't help but step into the operating room…
[The patient is bleeding too much, we can't stop the blood!]
[The patient's breathing is weak, his heartbeat is almost gone…]
In front of the operating table, several doctors kept announcing hair-raising statements.
Ye Anqi approached nervously, and then she finally saw the person's face.
It was… Bei Jingshen!
On the operating table, he lay with his eyes closed, his face so pale it had no color.
His whole body seemed to have stopped breathing…
[The patient's heartbeat has stopped!]
Ye Anqi's eyes widened as her whole body turned cold.
[The patient is dead!]
No—
Ye Anqi suddenly woke up from the nightmare!