The corridor outside the operating room is quiet.
The tense atmosphere around a few people, like a layer of mist, people can not disperse.
However, this time is different from last time.
Last time, when Mu Wanqing was sent to the operating room, everyone was wrapped up in despair. They were at a loss and even frantically wanted to rush in and watch.
This time, everyone is full of hope.
They quietly wait outside the operating room, silently pray for mu Wan in their hearts, looking forward to the smooth operation.
"How's it going?"
Wen Shixian heard the news of Mu Wanqing's heart transplant operation, and immediately asked the crew for leave. She rushed back to Ancheng from a foreign film and television city to accompany her best friend.
"Three hours in." Miyazawa explained.
Wen Shixian nodded after hearing the speech.
There are ye Jingxuan, Su Xiaoli, Qiao Wei and Xiang Yang. When they heard the news, they rushed to the hospital with their families.
Four young people gather in Ancheng.
International movie queen, new movie king and gold medal agent are all here.
I'm afraid this is the most powerful example of the company team in all the operations of Ancheng hospital, and no one can surpass it.
"Don't be too nervous."
Wen Yuzhe patted Ye Yuchen on the shoulder, "now the heart transplant operation is very mature, it will be OK."
Night Yu Chen slightly nodded, pursed lips did not language.
Although he knew that the success rate of the operation was not low, the woman he loved most was lying in the operating room
He saw her with his own eyes. He lived and died too many times.
No matter which time, no matter how small the situation is, no matter how light the degree is, yeyuchen has no way not to worry.
Simply, no one came out to deliver the notice of critical illness this time.
"How long does this operation take?"
Night Yu Chen feels the cold sweat in the palm of the hand, the side Mou hopes to Wen Yu Zhe, some anxious, "how to still have no news."
"At least five or six hours. There are many cases of more than ten hours. Relax." Wen Yuzhe comforted him.
Smell speech, night imperial Chen lifted Mou to hope an eye to hang in the operation room outside of time watch, Mou Guang is burning.
It's been seven hours.
The night imperial Chen is anxious to pace back and forth in the corridor, the cold sweat cloth in the palm is more dense, more and more nervous.
"Is it really going to be all right?"
Su Xiaoli nervously looked at the operating room, she tightly grasped the thin cool corner of the clothes, anxious to turn around.
Thin cool low Mou glanced at that small hand one eye, although he repels anyone to touch him, at this kind of time but can't get angry.
"Nothing." He finally said in a cold voice.
However, everyone's heart can't help but start to panic. The longer Muwan poured in, the more panic they were.
Finally, almost in the early hours of the morning, the lights in the operating room went out.
"Ten hours and twenty-three minutes."
Zheng Bo's medical assistant looked at the time on the eye instrument, then reported the time and cast his eyes on him.
Zheng Bo medical gloves covered with blood, he nodded slightly, "the end of the operation, please suture."
As soon as his voice fell, he took off his bloody gloves and took the lead to walk out of the operating room. The company of the great battle came to him.
Zheng Bo was really startled.
"Doctor, how about titling?" Night imperial Chen immediately asks a way.
Zheng Bo looked at everyone's face anxiously, and couldn't help laughing, "the operation is very successful now, you can rest assured."
Hearing the speech, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The heart that night Yu Chen tightly pulls up, also finally slowly fell to the ground, "success is good Just succeed. "
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