This surgery lasted for more than six hours, finally completing at three in the morning.
As Luo Qiao walked out of the operating room, her stomach was growling with hunger, but seeing the little girl waiting alone outside, she felt a surge of compassion.
"Doctor, where's my mom?"
"She'll be out soon. Besides you, is there any other family member?"
Tears filled the little girl's eyes, but she held them back: "No one else, it's just me and my mom."
Luo Qiao looked around and saw no accompanying staff: "Would you like to come back to my office with me? I'll bring you to your mom in the ward when she comes out."
"No, I want to wait for my mom here."
"Where's your dad? Can we contact him?"
The little girl wiped her eyes with her sleeve, picked up a blood-stained bag from the ground, and took out a small notebook: "My dad's phone number is here."
Luo Qiao took it, and saw Zhang Chao's name on the first page, followed by a phone number.
