Sleeping Beauty

He Chengjian's personal secretary was keenly aware of this change, but he was smart enough to pretend that he did not hear anything. He had a strong desire to live.

Gu Nianzhi walked out of the operating room, took off her mask, and let out a long sigh.

Although she was not the chief surgeon, she had been nervously watching Lu Jin's operation the entire time. It was no different from performing a surgery of her own.

Her back was covered in sweat, and her temples were soaked through with sweat. A few strands of black hair hung wet on her forehead.

Huo Shaoheng had been leaning against the wall beside the operating room door, quietly waiting for her.

Seeing that she had come out, he quickly went up to her with a soft, fluffy white towel and patiently wiped the tiny beads of sweat on her forehead and face.

Gu Nianzhi closed her eyes and almost drowned in Huo Shaoheng's rare gentleness.