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From time to time, he would look up at the clock hanging on the wall, as if fighting against the slow passage of time.

Whenever a medical staff passed by, he would ask eagerly: "How was the operation?"

Pei Yanqing's voice was full of anxiety, and his hands clenched unconsciously, revealing his inner nervousness.

In his eyes, every minute seemed like a long wait.

Pei Jingchuan quietly observed Pei Yanqing's anxious behavior, and finally said to him softly: "Yanqing, walking around like this will only increase your anxiety. Sit down and stay calm."

Pei Yanqing turned to Pei Jingchuan, with a hint of uneasiness in his eyes, as if he wanted to say something to express his anxiety.

However, Pei Jingchuan's eyes revealed a calm majesty. He glared at Pei Yanqing gently, his eyes seeming to say: "Listen to me."

Pei Yanqing felt an invisible pressure under Pei Jingchuan's gaze, and finally had to give up the idea of ​​speaking.

He sighed slightly and sat on the bench in the corridor, still holding his hands tightly, showing his inner uneasiness.

In this tense atmosphere, Chen Hao quietly appeared in the corridor outside the operating room.

His steps were steady and his face was expressionless, but his eyes revealed a deep concentration.

When his eyes fell on Pei Jingchuan, their eyes met, and the air seemed to be filled with electricity.

Chen Hao's eyes held an indescribable inquiry, while Pei Jingchuan responded with a calm but firm gaze.

Chen Hao approached, stopped next to Pei Jingchuan, and said softly: "Mr. Pei, how is the operation going?"

Pei Jingchuan turned his head, looked coldly, and replied succinctly: "It's still in progress."

Chen Hao nodded and did not continue to ask. He turned around and found an empty seat to sit down, looking at the door of the operating room from time to time.

Although his expression was calm, his eyes could not hide his concern for the results of the operation.

Pei Jingchuan and Chen Hao sat together, and a subtle atmosphere filled the air.

Pei Yanqing sat next to him, looking relatively anxious, looking in the direction of the operating room from time to time, tapping his knees nervously with his fingers.

The three of them fell into silence, each with their own worries and expectations.

Although the relationship between Pei Jingchuan and Chen Hao is subtle, at this moment, their common concern is in the operating room.

Time passed slowly, and the door of the operating room was still closed. The world outside seemed to have stopped, and only the time in the operating room was beating nervously.

Everyone is waiting for that fateful moment in their own way.

In the operating room, the lights in the operating room illuminated the operating table and projected Jiang Yuzhu's figure on the wall, making him look particularly firm and professional.

Sweat seeped through her surgical gown, and her back and forehead were soaked with sweat.

However, she never paused for a moment, concentrating on every detail of the operation.

The scalpel in her hand moved, each cut precise and careful.

The surgical process is complex and arduous, and every step requires a high degree of professionalism and precision.

She adjusted her perspective from time to time to make sure everything was done just right.

Her technique is steady and there is no tremor when performing even the smallest operations.

The atmosphere in the operating room was tense and depressing, with only the sound of surgical instruments and the low voices of doctors communicating.

Every member of the medical team is fully focused on their own work and cooperates with Jiang Yuzhu's command.

Time seemed to slow down in this tense environment, and every second seemed extremely important.

Jiang Yuzhu knew that what she was undertaking was not just an operation, but the future of her life.

Her eyes flashed with perseverance from time to time. Whenever she encountered difficulties, she would take a deep breath and overcome them with a more focused attitude.

She was so focused that it was as if she was cut off from everything else except herself and the surgical task in front of her.

Outside the operating room, time seemed to become longer for Pei Yanqing, Pei Jingchuan and Chen Hao.

Pei Yanqing became more and more anxious. He kept changing his sitting position, and his eyes kept wandering between the door of the operating room and the clock in the corridor.

Although Pei Jingchuan and Chen Hao did not express it clearly, their eyes also revealed their nervousness about the results of the operation.

Although they remained silent, the atmosphere between them seemed to become more serious at this critical moment.

During this long wait, everyone was praying in their own way, looking forward to the miracle that would happen in the operating room.

More than ten hours have passed, and the corridors of the hospital are still enveloped in a quiet and tense atmosphere.

The light in front of the operating room is still on, guarding every second inside.

During this long wait, Pei Yanqing, Pei Jingchuan and Chen Hao sat on the benches in the corridor, their faces looking a little tired under the dim light.

The clock on the wall seemed to move extremely slowly, and every movement of the hour and minute hands made people anxious.

Pei Yanqing was sitting on the stool. His eyes were red and swollen, he was exhausted, and he was about to collapse in anxiety.

But he forced himself to stay awake and looked at the door of the operating room from time to time, filled with worries about his wife.

Chen Hao sat next to him and had been intoxicated for a while without realizing it.

His head was slightly tilted forward and his breathing was steady, but occasionally, while half asleep and half awake, his brows would wrinkle slightly, as if he felt the tension here in his dream.

Chen Hao slowly opened his eyes, and his vision gradually focused. He noticed that Pei Jingchuan and Pei Yanqing were still sitting there, their expressions looking even more tired.

He straightened up slightly and took a deep breath, trying to dispel his sleepiness.

Turning to them, Chen Hao's voice was filled with concern: "You should also rest for a while. There is no doubt about Yu Zhu's ability, and she will be able to successfully complete the operation."

Pei Yanqing raised his head, the anxiety in his eyes not diminishing at all. He shook his head, his voice a little hoarse: "How can I sleep, Meng Ling is still in there."

Upon hearing this, Pei Jingchuan turned his head and glanced at Chen Hao slightly. There was a hint of displeasure in his eyes, wondering whether his wife's ability still needed an outsider to recognize it.

His face still maintained that calmness, as if he could still maintain his composure during this tense waiting.

Pei Yanqing looked even more anxious. His eyes glanced at the door of the operating room from time to time. His anxiety obviously made it difficult for him to calm down.

He leaned back weakly on the chair, but his eyes were still wide open, as if he was afraid of missing any news that might come at any moment.

Chen Hao noticed Pei Jingchuan's reaction. He frowned slightly, but said nothing more.

He understood that at this moment, everyone reacted differently. Some people chose silence, some were anxious, and some chose to wait and trust.