I CAN'T BREATH

The team moved quickly, their actions precise and coordinated.

After thirty tense minutes, Pharsa emerged from the room, her face pale and her hands trembling slightly.

"Why are you here? Is Tong Xue alright?" Fatty asked, his voice laced with worry. "What is going on?"

Pharsa took a deep breath, her voice barely above a whisper. "He is suffering from a heart attack. He is lucky he is with Madam. He has several clots in his heart."

Fatty's eyes widened in shock. "You mean Madam is operating on him?" he asked again, his voice rising.

Pharsa's eyes flashed with a hint of irritation. "Are you doubting Madam's ability?"

"How dare I!" Fatty could only shut his mouth, realizing the gravity of the situation.

After almost six grueling hours, Ling Li and Shi Min exited the room, their faces etched with exhaustion, followed closely by Mushu.

"How is he?" Four Eyes implored, his voice trembling with concern.