She slowly lowered her head, almost hopelessly buried her face in that soft scarf. In the rich blood gas, it seemed that she could smell the faint fragrance of medicine from the man.

Her fingers grasp the corner of the scarf, dry eyes drop a few hot tears, she does not want to let anyone see, she cried for him.

*

it's getting light.

Several people who didn't sleep all night were exhausted to the extreme. Tang Ning had yawned for days, and Tang Yi's face also took on a faint tired color. Luonan had been guarding Tang Qing for the first night. He was at the end of his tether, and his face was a little pale.

The soup in the thermos was still warm. Ronan looked at the time and said softly, "I'll buy you something to eat."

Tang Yi opened his eyes, "go out to eat together."

Tang Qing shook his head I'm not hungry. "

"If you don't eat any more, your body can stand it?" Downing said in a husky voice. "When he comes out of the operating room, you're going in."

Tang Qing lowered his head and pursed his lips. His expression was stubborn and silent.

"You are..." Downing bit his lower lip, a little angry.

"All right," said Ronan, "I'll go downstairs and get something to eat. Don't come here. But first of all, after eating, you all take turns to sleep

Downing stood up. "I'll go with you."

Ronan nodded at first, and the two turned away.

Tang Yi looks over her head and looks at Tang Qing, who is silent like a plant. She droops her eyelashes and has a trace of purplish red in the corners of her eyes, which is a trace of crying. His fingers hanging on his knees moved slightly, and finally did not lift up to wipe the tear for her.

After a moment, there was a footstep in the corridor.

Tang Qing thought it was luonanchu and they came back, until Tang Yi suddenly stood up. She raised her head and saw Tang Yi block in front of her. Then she saw Xia Ning chat come over and called out to the woman coming out of the corridor: "Mrs. Xiao."

In response, she was slapped.

"Pa --!"

Is Xiao Fengting's mother here?

Tang Qing got up from the chair, pushed Tang Yi aside and looked at the opposite side. Mrs. Xiao, who was wearing a long black dress, stood beside xialingtan without expression. Danfeng, who was very similar to Xiao Fengting, was full of frost in her eyes. Her elegant and luxurious face showed an inhuman coldness in the cold white paper light.

It was the first time that she met Mrs. Xiao for a long time. This beautiful and terrible woman in her impression had a beautiful and perfect face in her memory, but her long hair in the back of her head had become silver white.

Mrs. Xiao's momentum is still so strong. Standing in front of Xia Ning chat, she doesn't say a word. However, there is still a terrifying pressure in the air.

After a slap, Mrs. Xiao slowly raised her hand, and in front of all the people, she slapped Xia Ning fiercely.

Her hands were sharp and heavy, and two overlapping palm prints appeared on her pale face. The corners of her lips were chapped, and blood flowed down her lips.

Xia Ning chat stood in front of her, lowered her head and didn't say a word, allowing her to be angry.

When Mrs. Xiao raised her hand again, Tang Qing finally couldn't help saying, "Mrs. Xiao, your son is still in the operating room. It's useless for you to hit his assistant to vent his anger. What's more, it has nothing to do with Ning chat."