A Life Of Song And Tears

Outside, Commander Xia walked out of the elevator with a cold aura. Behind him, two guards followed closely. The faster Commander Xia walked, the faster they would walk.

His footsteps were as fast as thunder.

"Commander-in-chief!"

"Commander-in-chief!"

…

The soldiers standing in the corridor outside the operating room had already seen Commander Xia rushing over. They had just saluted when Commander Xia glanced at them with a dark expression. His gaze suddenly turned sharp. "He couldn't be saved."

There was no need to ask. He said it with certainty.

"Yes, one hour and eleven minutes ago… he passed away." The leader of the Military District of Southern Province replied, "She's still in the operating room. Old Chen's relative, Little Ye, is accompanying him."

Commander Xia felt a little relieved when he heard that Ye Jian was accompanying Old Chen inside. At the same time, his heart started burning with anxiety.