A medical waiver appeared in front of them. When Zhou Manli heard the nurse's words, she stepped back and her head buzzed.

A second later, a cry of sorrow and despair sounded.

"I'm not signing! I will never sign this!"

Zhou Manli was held back, and her feet began to feel weak. Hatred flashed in her eyes and she gritted her teeth. "I command you to save my son! If you can't, then I will take your lives as compensation!"

The nurse had seen many people like this in the past. There were big shots all over this hospital, so she wasn't afraid.

She simply smiled sarcastically.

"Go ahead and don't sign it. If you don't then we can't continue in the operating theater. For the patient, every second puts him in more danger. Think about it!"

Song Yaoyao immediately stood up and approached the nurse.

"Sister, can I sign it?"

"You..."

The girl's voice was choked up and pitiful. The nurse glanced sideways and saw the pale-faced girl. "Are you 18 yet? What is your relationship with the patient?" she asked.

As long as she was over 18, she could take responsibility.

"Yes." Song Yaoyao grabbed the pen and quickly signed her name on the waiver. "He is my brother. Please save him. Thank you!"

"Song Yaoyao!"

Zhou Manli stretched out her hand to snatch the paper, but the nurse quickly collected it.

"Who let you sign that? Who let you?! What right do you have to do that? Get lost! I've never thought of you as my daughter! Get lost!" Her voice was sharp and cruel.

No one understood why she treated her daughter like that. The person in the operating theater was her child, but wasn't the girl outside the theater also her child?

She was pitiful, yet hateful.

"What a coincidence."

Song Yaoyao's finger curled. She turned around and glared at Zhou Manli with her dark eyes. A mysterious smile appeared on her lips. "I never treated you like my mother either. You're not worthy..."

"Fine, then I shall break all bonds with you here! From today onward..."

"Even at your age, you can't understand your children!"

All of a sudden, an authoritative voice sounded from the elevator. Elder Huo stepped out with an unfriendly expression.

"You..."

Song Rui was shocked. He quickly approached and bowed slightly. "Elder Huo, you're also at this hospital?"

Elder Huo sneered and walked right past him, ignoring his awkwardly outstretched hand.

Not everyone was worthy of shaking hands with him.

"Precious Yaoyao, have you been wronged?"

He walked over and stretched out his hand toward Song Yaoyao. He rubbed her head, "Don't be sad, Yaoyao. Grandfather is here! If they don't love you, I'll love you! Your Gege is on his way. If anyone dares to bully you, I'll get him to teach them a lesson!"

"Grandfather, how did you know..."

Song Yaoyao's tears immediately started falling. She lifted her hand to wipe them, but more fell out like a broken string of pearls.

However, the girl remained obedient without causing a fuss. Her quietly crying expression was heartbreaking to look at.

"Nothing can escape my ears in this hospital," Elder Huo said as he patted her on the back. His voice was comforting and gentle. "Don't cry. If Yunque sees you like this, he'll be heartbroken."

"Okay, I won't cry."

Song Yaoyao quickly wiped her tears and glanced at the closed doors of the emergency operating theater. "Grandfather, my brother is..."

"He'll be fine." Elder Huo wrapped his arm around her shoulder. His presence was like a sedative that calmed her heart.