Excessive worry still made Haiyue sleep extremely unsteadily. She would wake up almost every few minutes, and her whole body would jump with startle every time.
After repeating this process several times, Lin’s mother no longer forced Haiyue to rest, but instead persuaded her to stay awake so as not to be overly frightened and affect the child in her belly.[
The three people were standing or sitting outside the operating room, waiting anxiously.
Time passed by minute by minute.
After almost a century, the door to the operating room finally opened.
Haiyue took a deep breath, stood up from the chair, and walked towards Xia Dongye.
Although there was only a few steps away, Haiyue felt as if there was a vast ocean between them. It took a long time to finally reach Xia Dongye.
"How...is he?" Haiyue's voice was dry and trembling.
Xia Dongye pulled down his mask and took a long breath, "It's no longer life-threatening..."
Hearing these words, Haiyue's nerves suddenly relaxed, her body went limp, and she almost collapsed to the ground.
Xia Dongye stretched out his hand to catch her limp body, "Are you okay?"
Before he finished speaking, he was already so excited. If Haiyue knew Sikong Jingqiu's true physical condition, I wonder what would happen...
Xia Dongye couldn't help but frown, and decided not to tell her yet. He would wait two days until her mood truly stabilized before telling her the detailed condition of Sikong Jingqiu's body.
Haiyue shook her head, not noticing the flash of haze in Xia Dongye's dark pupils, and the expression on his face was both crying and laughing.
He's fine!
He's fine!
How wonderful!
"Can you stand?" Xia Dongye asked.
While he was talking, the nurse had already pushed Sikong Jingqiu out of the ward.
"Yes." Haiyue took a deep breath, stabilized her body, and then walked towards Sikong Jingqiu step by step.