Shen Yanhe hadn't recovered from the shock of the sudden news.
The door to the operating room behind her was pushed open by Dr. Qiao, who was wearing a mask.
Dr. Qiao looked grave, "Shen Huai's family, the patient's condition is not very good. We are doing our best to save him, please prepare yourselves mentally."
Shen Yanhe took a deep breath, forcefully subdued her immense panic, and approached Dr. Qiao with a stern face, "Dr. Qiao, what is the current condition of Little Huai?"
Dr. Qiao's expression was not good, and he was also confused, "The surgery started off very smoothly."
"But after four hours, an unexpected emergency occurred; the patient suddenly went into shock, both his heart rate and breathing were declining. I immediately attended to him, but the results were minimal."
"Miss Shen, you should still prepare yourselves mentally. If I had the CO2 agent right now, I could still bring Shen Huai back from the brink of death."