"Mr. Fu——"
The speaker was the doctor who performed the surgery on Mu Chenxi.
His white coat was burned and tattered, hanging awkwardly on him.
His face and hands were scorched in several places, the injuries not light.
"Where is Chenxi?"
Fu Yanshen recognized the doctor and grabbed his hand, a glimmer of hope sparking in his eyes.
If the doctor who operated on Chenxi came out, Chenxi must have come out too.
The doctor didn't struggle or cry out in pain as his burned wounds were grasped.
"Mr. Fu, I'm so sorry, the fire was too fierce; Miss Mu had already been under full anesthesia, in the operating room, and I didn't manage to get her out in time..."
The tiny flame of hope in Fu Yanshen's eyes was extinguished.
He couldn't make out what the operating doctor said after that.