Huo Mian couldn't remember how she managed to leave her apartment and how she got to the hospital's emergency room.
The operating room was already closed, and a group of people was waiting outside the door.
She saw her mother collapsed in a chair in the hallway, wracking with heart-wrenching sobs.
"Mom, how's Zhixin?"
"Oh, my poor Zhixin. You have got to be okay. How will mom live with herself otherwise?" As though she was unable to see Huo Mian, Yang Meirong continued to wail with her eyes closed.
Two young nurses walked over, intending on scolding her to keep it down. They were surprised when they saw Huo Mian. "Huo Mian, are you the patient's family, too?"
Huo Mian nodded, her face pale. "Weiwei, how's my little brother? What's the situation?"
