Just like that, Liu Mou had sat outside the operating room all night long, his spirit becoming so hazy without closing his eyes for a moment, his head constantly swaying, slipping in and out of consciousness again and again.
Come morning, with the sound of a ding, Liu Mou abruptly rose to his feet, anxiously watching the operating room, his complexion turning somewhat yellow.
As the door slowly opened, Liu Mou's heart leapt into his throat as he saw the shiny leather shoes stepping out. He hurried over.
"Young man, you've waited for quite some time, haven't you? I have some good news for you." The elderly doctor said, looking at Liu Mou with a kind, smiling face.
"Spit it out!" Liu Mou said impatiently.