Clinging to her last shred of reason and strength, Jiayu crawled out of the bathtub, trying her best to grab the phone placed on the sink beside her and dialed the only contact with a name noted from her recent calls...
The city was bustling, lights shining brightly.
Mu Ke came out of the operating room, exhausted, and sat directly on the bench outside the surgery room.
This afternoon, He had just dropped Jiayu home and had barely exited her apartment when he received an urgent call from the hospital. One of his patients suddenly had a complication, and Mu Ke rushed to the hospital, standing in the operating room for several hours.
He had already performed a surgery this morning and another in the afternoon; Mu Ke was feeling quite overwhelmed, sitting on the bench with his eyes closed to rest.
"Doctor Mu, you haven't eaten yet, right? I bought you some food, please make do with it."
