Fu Jin stared at the white wall in front of him, his jaws clenched, brows furrowed. He then stared at the framed wall clock for the umpteenth time, scrutinizing its second hand. It had been three hours, two minutes and twenty-six seconds since they arrived at the hospital and not even a single doctor came out to tell them something – anything about his wife's current state.
He took his gaze off the clock and vowed not to look at it again. His eyes were once again fixed in the white walls as the anxiety that he was trying to suppressed was building up again. Tension started to make its way into his blank eyes. What could be the problem? Why are they taking too long? This is the top hospital in the Emerald Country, so the doctors should be capable of saving Jiang Yue. They should be able to save her.