The other side.
Inside the manor, Lan Yueru's bedroom has been transformed into a surgery room, where two experts, wearing simple protective gear, are operating nervously, their foreheads already covered with cold sweat.
They both know well that if the surgery fails, they themselves will also be blown to pieces!
Due to the anesthesia, Lan Yueru lying on the operating table looks calm, but her pale face shows no sign of color.
Outside the operating room, Yang Ru frequently raises his wrist to check the time.
The explosion time set by Xin is noon at twelve, which means they have only one hour left, and within this hour, regardless of whether they are confident or not, the bomb must be removed, otherwise, they will still die.
Even he might not be able to escape.
Yang Ru smiled bitterly, looking through the window to the lawn outside, where the ceremony was still ongoing.
…
The cold ring was placed on her ring finger.
