Chapter 862
Xu Miaomiao lowered her eyes and didn't want to talk anymore.

Anyway, Mu Junting didn't seem to like to listen to what she said.

Xu Miaomiao raised her head to look at Mu Junting from time to time, but found that he only left her back, walking forward without even looking back.

Xu Miaomiao could only silently follow behind him.

The two walked together for a long time.

The long and endless corridor was empty, and even the sound of footsteps on the ground could be heard clearly.

Xu Miaomiao's footsteps were as heavy as lead, and every step she took felt extremely difficult.

Outside the operating room, the lights were still on.

Today, Lin Yichuan has been lying in the operating room and never came out.

Xu Miaomiao stood at the door of the operating room, staring blankly at the inside of the operating room where there was no gap.

Mu Junting was leaning against a wall, his long legs crossed casually.

His eyes fell on Xu Miaomiao, and he saw that the emotions on her face were complicated. Of course, there were some worries and self-blame in those emotions.

"I just can't face Aunt Zhou peacefully, don't think too much..." Xu Miaomiao thought that Mu Junting had misunderstood her feelings for Lin Yichuan, so she couldn't help explaining, "Aunt Zhou was very worried about Lin Yichuan when she was alive, I... …”

The more Xu Miaomiao talked, the more confused he became.

Regardless of Lin Yichuan's age, he has reached the age that should be mature and stable, but his personality is like a ticking time bomb, which may be destroyed at any time.

"What else did your Aunt Zhou say?" Mu Junting was playing with a black lighter in his hand, and said with a half-smile: "If your Aunt Zhou 'entrusted' her son to you because she was worried about her son, wouldn't you Want to take care of him for the rest of his life?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Xu Miaomiao didn't expect Mu Junting to have made up so much at this time, "Aunt Zhou is not that kind of person, she only has two wishes before she dies, one... is that I can... To spend this life happily with you, the other is just to hope that Lin Yichuan can realize his mistakes and be a good man."

Zhou Wanqiu is one of the kindest people Xu Miaomiao has ever met.

For a moment, that kind-hearted face appeared in her mind, and she remembered the person lying in the operating room, whose life and death were uncertain, with a thick layer of dark clouds covering her head, making her a little out of breath. .

She slowly sat down on the bench against the wall.

Time passed by, and she quietly waited for the result.

After an unknown amount of time, when she heard the door of the operating room being opened, Xu Miaomiao's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly stood up.

A doctor in a green surgical gown came out from inside.

When he saw the two people standing outside the operating room, he couldn't help but feel slightly taken aback.

After all, from the time Lin Yichuan was sent to the hospital to the ten-hour operation, no one came to visit him from the beginning to the end.

"Doctor, how is the situation?" Xu Miaomiao asked subconsciously.

The doctor sighed, and said in a serious tone: "It's not optimistic. Who are you to the patient? Are you a relative? The patient is confused, and there is a consent form for the operation that needs to be signed by the family."

"I'm not."

Xu Miaomiao let out a shallow breath.

They had already reached the point where they had to sign a consent form for surgery, so the situation must have gotten to a certain point.

She raised her head, looked at the doctor's stern, unattractive face, and asked, "What consent letter for the operation?"

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