By the time the surgery ended, it was already nearly dawn.
Su Yan finished stitching the last suture, her entire body exhausted to the point of collapse.
She hadn't dared to slack off for a moment in such a long time, and was already physically and mentally spent, her work clothes soaked through with sweat.
After the surgery, once the patient was out of life-threatening danger, the nurses also left the operating room in succession.
Not feeling assured, Su Yan stayed behind, keeping vigil in the ward.
The man's forehead remained covered in cold sweat, and his complexion turned extremely pale due to extreme pain, devoid of any color.
Su Yan rested for a few minutes then found a clean towel, wetted it with warm water, and came back to gently wipe away the cold sweat from his forehead.
She leaned over, lowering her head so she could see his face.
As she was wiping, the man who had been silent suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze directly meeting hers.
