The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

The corridor outside the operating room is quiet.

The tense atmosphere was entwined around several people, like a mist, which made people unable to disperse.

However, this time is different from last time.

Last time, when Mu Wanqing was sent to the operating room, everyone was enveloped in despair. They were at a loss, and they even wanted to rush in and watch frantically.

This time, everyone was full of hope.

They waited quietly outside the operating room, silently praying for Mu Wanqing in their hearts, looking forward to the success of the operation.

"How's it going?"

Wen Shixian heard about Mu Wanqing's heart transplant operation, and immediately asked for leave with the crew, and rushed back to Ancheng from a foreign studio, wanting to be with her girlfriend.

"It's been three hours since I went in." Gong Lichuan explained.

Wen Shixian nodded after hearing this.

There were also Ye Jingxuan, Su Xiaoli, Qiao Wei and Xiangyang. After hearing the news, they also dragged their families to the hospital.

The Four Young Masters of Ancheng gathered.

There are international film queens, new movie stars, and gold brokers.

This is probably the strongest companion lineup among all the operations performed at Ancheng Hospital, and no one can surpass it.

"Don't be too nervous."

Wen Yuzhe patted Ye Yuchen on the shoulder, "Now that the heart transplant operation is very mature, nothing will happen."

Ye Yuchen nodded slightly, pursing his lips without saying a word.

Although he knows that the success rate of surgery is not low, lying in the operating room is the woman he loves most...

He witnessed her with his own eyes and experienced too many lives and deaths.

No matter what time it was, no matter how small and mild the situation was, Ye Yuchen couldn't help but fear.

Simply, no one came out to deliver the critical illness notice this time.

"How long does this operation take?"

Ye Yuchen touched the cold sweat in his hands, looked at Wen Yuzhe sideways, a little anxious, "Why there is no news yet."

"At least five or six hours, and there are many situations that exceed ten hours. Relax." Wen Yuzhe comforted.

Hearing this, Ye Yuchen raised his eyes and looked at the chronograph hanging outside the operating room, his eyes burning.

Seven hours have passed.

Ye Yuchen was pacing back and forth in the corridor anxiously, the cold sweat in his palms became denser, and he became more and more nervous.

"Really nothing will happen, right?"

Su Xiaoli looked at the operating room nervously, clutching the corner of her thin clothes tightly, turning around in a hurry.

Bo Liang glanced at the little hand with a low eye. Although he repelled anyone to touch him, he couldn't get angry at this time.

"It's okay." He comforted coldly after all.

However, everyone's hearts couldn't help but start to panic. The longer Mu Wan poured in, the more panicked they became.

Finally, almost in the early morning, the lights in the operating room went out.

"Ten hours and twenty-three minutes."

Zheng Bo's medical assistant looked at the timer on the instrument, then reported the time and cast his eyes on him.

Zheng Bo's medical gloves were stained with blood, and he nodded slightly, "The operation is over, please suture you."

When the voice fell, he took off the blood-stained gloves and took the lead out of the operating room. The team of companions in great battles rushed towards him.

Zheng Bo was really taken aback.

"Doctor, how about Qingqing?" Ye Yuchen asked immediately.

Zheng Bo looked at everyone with anxious expressions and couldn't help but laughed out helplessly, "The operation is currently very successful, don't worry."

Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The heart that Ye Yuchen grasped tightly finally fell to the ground slowly, "Success is good...success is good."