"Put me down!" Qiao Zhiyi's voice was hoarse as she opened her mouth.
Shi Jingzhou looked down, his deep eyes carried a silent warning.
Qiao Zhiyi was frightened by him, but she insisted, "Put me down!"
She had to stand vigil outside the operating room.
What if the doctor needed her?
"If you keep moving, I'll throw you down," Shi Jingzhou said viciously.
Qiao Zhiyi's eyes reddened as she bit her lip, "My mother is in the operating room, even if you're going to act rashly, can't you show a little humanity first?"
This was probably the harshest thing she had said to him to his face.
Shi Jingzhou stopped, "I have no humanity?"
Qiao Zhiyi took a deep breath, trying not to argue with him, "I need to wait for my mother."