What protection for her brother, what no longer allowing him to be hurt, her vows now seem like a joke.
Tong Yan's mind was in turmoil; she couldn't hear anything, think of anything, she could only keep staring at the ICU, hoping her Chenxi would come out the next second.
At this moment, the director of the city hospital rushed over with several doctors, showing great respect for Bo Yimo beside him, "Young Master Bo, why have you come here?"
Tong Yan seemed to see a savior, grabbed the director's clothes urgently, and said, "Doctor, how is my brother? Is he okay?"
The director hesitated, "Your brother is?"
"Su Chenxi," Bo Yimo spoke, his voice cool and aloof, like a proud lotus.
Having been a director for so many years, he was very perceptive. Upon hearing Bo Yimo's words, his attitude warmed a bit, "You mean Su Chenxi, his surgery was successful, but he hasn't escaped danger yet. He needs careful observation; tonight is a critical period."
