Chapter 658 The Shackles of Evil (27) (Add more)

He turned himself in and went to jail.

The single cell in the prison is very small, so small that it only has an inch of space.

He wanted to be there alone, he didn't want to go anywhere, he didn't want to do anything.

He even began to feel that it would be good to die there.

The dream is still going on every day, like a ghost, lingering.

It was like a drill, constantly deepening the void and nowhere in his heart.

An indescribable sense of loss was constantly expanding, fermenting, and eroding his heart.

Until
When I turned to the last page, the clock on the wall of the apartment had already pointed to three o'clock at night.

Three o'clock is a good time to fall asleep in the dead of night.

The fruit on the fruit plate has been eaten, and there is not a drop of tea in the cup.

Yun Si's gaze stayed on the computer screen for a long time, like a statue.

Shen Zhichu hasn't come back yet, but he sent her a text message.

He said he would come back at seven in the morning and bring her breakfast.

Yun Si slowly leaned back in the chair, wearing glasses and crossing her arms.

The fundus of the eyes flickered slightly, and the expression was unclear.

After a long time, she gently closed the computer.

Then, she picked up the phone.

"Before, I promise you."

In a word, sent it.

Mr. Shen didn't reply right away. It seemed that he was either asleep or...still busy.

Moville Hospital, the entrance of the high-level VIP operating room.

Outside the cold corridor, the surgical lamp at the door was quietly shining red, reflected on the smooth tile floor, like a sickle wielded by the god of death, without a trace of warmth.

On the waiting seat outside the door, the president's wife, secretary and assistants were all sitting there, waiting anxiously.

The operating light is still red, which means that the operation inside is not over yet.

From eight o'clock in the evening to now, the operation has lasted for seven hours, and no doctor came out halfway.

Occasionally, when a nurse came out to pick up things, she couldn't explain clearly. She only said that the situation inside was good, and it was good to trust Dr. Shen.

No one outside spoke. The special police guarded the corridor with guns. The entire corridor seemed to be silent and depressed.

Time passed by, and the night outside gradually changed from dark to light.

The sun was almost out, and a gleam of light in the east was almost there.

The red light at the door of the operating room finally went out at a certain second.

In an instant, the red light turned into a green light, indicating that the operation was over.

The people guarding the door of the operating room stood up in unison in an instant.

The president's wife stayed up all night and had some hypoglycemia. The secretary next to her supported her and stood at the door, looking forward through the window of the door.

Soon, a man in a green surgical gown came out, wearing a mask, only showing a pair of indifferent eyes.

"Doctor Shen, how is it? Is the operation going well?"

The President's wife asked eagerly.

Dr. Shen took off his gloves and spoke calmly,
"Madam, please rest assured that the operation went well. The patient needs to be observed in the intensive care unit for three days. If the condition is good within these three days, he can be transferred to the general ward to wait for recovery."

Hearing this, the President's wife let out a long sigh of relief, and patted her chest, "That's fine, that's fine, God bless, God bless."

"Dr. Shen, thank you very much. This operation has worked hard for you."

"You're welcome, madam, these are what I should do."

(End of this chapter)

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