After waiting for a long, long time, the door to the surgery room finally opened.
Upon hearing the commotion, Jiang Zhixun immediately rushed forward.
Anxiously he asked, "Doctor, how is my wife?"
"The patient has a fracture in her left scapula and several minor abrasions, all of which have been treated. She needs to be hospitalized for a period of time."
Relieved that there was no life-threatening danger, Jiang Zhixun let out a heavy sigh.
Due to the anesthesia, Shen Qingqing lay there motionless, eyes tightly shut.
Though the abrasions on her face weren't serious, they were indeed stark and glaring.
Before leaving the surgery room, Shen Qingqing had been called awake, and now her eyelids trembled slightly.
She couldn't open them, nor could she fall asleep.
Jiang Zhixun's eyes were filled with undisguised heartache as he gently touched the uninjured side of her face.
Shen Qingqing's eyelids parted a sliver, and Jiang Zhixun wasn't sure if she could see him clearly.
