From where she was standing, she could see Fu Shilv's back as he walked briskly forward.
His steps were quick as if even a moment's delay was unacceptable.
On top of the box lay Fu Shilv's white coat.
His silhouette was tall and slender, exuding an air of indifference...
"Sis, what's wrong with Brother-in-law?"
Gao Min still didn't know what had happened here.
Sheng Youxia couldn't hold back; tears streamed down her face as she realized he was packing up his things.
She wondered if it was because his hand was too severely injured to ever hold a scalpel again.
"Minmin, push forward a little."
"Okay."
By the time the wheelchair reached the reception desk, she could no longer see Fu Shilv's figure.
"Mrs. Fu!" A young nurse saw her and quickly called out, "Mr. Fu just left; I can call him back for you."
"No need, he knows I'm here."
Sheng Youxia wiped away the tear stains on her face; seeing her this way, the nurse felt even more upset.