The surgery had to continue.

Elder Huo was keeping Song Yaoyao company. She opened her palms slowly and realized it was wet and covered in a layer of cold sweat.

She didn't want Song Wenchuan to die.

The escalator dinged and opened again. The man leading the way was followed by an entourage as he hurried out.

Huo Ningxi was originally leaning against the wall, slowly rubbing his wrists. When he saw the arriving man, he immediately stood upright. "Small Uncle."

"Where is she?"

Huo Yunque lifted his hand to undo the buttons on his shirt and looked over. The girl was standing beside Elder Huo in one piece.

He clearly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Song Yaoyao."

He pursed his lips and walked quickly.

The bodyguards that he brought along surrounded the entire area.

For these people, the Song Family's bodyguards were far from enough.

The familiar voice immediately snapped Song Yaoyao back to reality. Before her mind reacted, her body had already rushed over to the man and thrown itself into his arms.

"Gege!"

The man's snowy breath surrounded her, comforting her down to her bones.

The man lifted his head and wiped her tears with his fingers. His voice was low. "Why are you crying?"

Song Yaoyao sobbed and grabbed onto his sleeve. "I couldn't help it." Her eyelashes were moist and her hair was a mess.

Ever since he arrived, Zhou Manli had suddenly fallen silent like she was frozen in place. As she sat on the side, sad tears fell from her eyes.

Song Rui's head felt uncomfortably heavy. His eyes fell upon Song Yaoyao. This daughter was quite capable, unfortunately, she was not on their side...

This was something that he had just realized.

Back when Zhou Manli said that she wasn't their daughter anymore, he noticed that the girl did not look sad at all. In fact, she looked at Zhou Manli as though she was looking at a stranger. There was no sadness, no happiness, no hatred, and no anger.

"Don't move."

Song Yaoyao lifted her gaze. There was a gentle pat on her head. A moment later, everything turned dark; the man had pulled her head into his arms.

His charming and pleasant voice sounded above her head. It was cold like snow, but it gave Yaoyao a sense of security.

"I'm here. Everything will be fine."

Song Yaoyao couldn't help but wrap her arms around the man.

Liu Yu was dragged out of bed. As he arrived, he was still waking up. He had his pajamas on and he was wearing a pair of slippers.

"Hey! Huo Qi, this is too much!"

His struggles were futile. With one hand, Huo Qi dragged him into the hospital.

Everyone looked over.

Liu Yu patted his messy hair and looked at all the eyes that were looking at him. He waved his hand, "Hi?"

The depressing atmosphere grew more stale. Liu Yu's lips twitched in displeasure, "So who did you drag me out of bed to save?"

From the moment that he entered the hospital, he already sensed what was happening.

"Go disinfect yourself first. Stop talking nonsense!"

Huo Qi took him to get disinfected and changed. He was then pushed toward the doors of the operating theater by the director of the hospital.

"Wait...who are you people?"

Zhou Manli's eyes were swollen like walnuts as she stared at Liu Yu and Huo Qi with caution. "What are you doing? Where is Chuan? Is he coming out soon?"

"F*ck...who are you, old lady?" Liu Yu insulted. He was the ultimate genius. Normally, apart from acting modest in front of Huo Yunque, no one else was treated that nicely.

Elder Huo shook his head. "So clueless! If Liu Yu can't save him, then no one can!"

Song Rui was stunned. "Liu Yu?"

The Liu Yu who was internationally renowned? The genius of the medical world? Apparently, no hospital managed to hire him after he returned to China. It turned out, he was scouted by the Huos.