"I want to enter the operating room as a doctor," Jian Yiling told the doctor firmly.
"But you're not a doctor yet."
"I am."
Jian Yiling's words made everyone around her confused.
Was she stupid? Why was she suddenly saying such things?
"Yiling? Are you okay?" Wen Nuan asked as she grabbed Jian Yiling's hand with concern.
"Jian Yiling, what exactly do you want to do?" Wen Ruo asked Jian Yiling with hostility in her eyes.
"I want to save him," Jian Yiling replied.
"You want to save my father? I'd be happy if you didn't harm him!" Wen Ruo cried out.
Her emotions were out of control.
"I can save him," Jian Yiling stressed again.
"Are you joking? Is this the time and place to make a joke?" Wen Ruo asked.
Zhu Zimo frowned as he said: "Jian Yiling, don't be like this. His life is at stake. Don't you see how sad Wen Ruo is right now? Why are you making a scene? Are you even her cousin?"
