Boom!

Coming out of the operating room, Lin Zhan staggered and fell down.

"Brother Zhan!"

Irene, who was guarding outside, quickly came over, grabbed Lin Zhan's wrist, and injected vitality into Lin Zhan.

"Brother Zhan, Qin Rou is still in the operating room. You have lost so much blood, so go back and rest first. I will watch here. I will tell you as soon as there is news."

Irene supported Lin Zhan, with distress flashing in her eyes.

"No, I want to stay here so that the first thing Qin Rou sees when she wakes up is me."

Lin Zhan shook his head and stared at the door of the operating room.

Irene sighed and had no choice but to help Lin Zhan sit on the chair.

Time passed little by little, and Lin Zhan didn't know how much time had passed.

The lights in the operating room finally went out.

Dean Qiao walked out of it.

"Dean, how is my wife?"

Lin Zhan came to Dean Qiao in a few steps, with panic in his eyes.

"Mr. Lin, the operation was very successful. Miss Qin is out of danger, but she was injured in the head. I don't know when she will wake up."

Dean Qiao answered truthfully, and Lin Zhan's heart sank again.
Chapter completed!