The white lights above the rescue table tilted down, illuminating the noble figure lying there at the moment.
The man lay motionless, as if he were asleep.
Lifeless.
Took another look at the heart monitor—
Flat without the slightest ripple.
What does this mean?
This...what does this mean...
Xiyan instantly froze, her eyes empty, her entire being stunned there.
The entire world was filled with the buzzing of muffled sounds.
Her entire vision was filled with the unmoving figure of that once arrogant man.
Beside her, Ruge and An Ran were desperately shaking her, their mouths opening and closing, urgently trying to say something to her.
But Xiyan couldn't hear.
Is Ou Jue dead?
He lay there, motionless, the heart monitor turned into a straight line.
Did he...did he die?
Suddenly, as if waking from a trance.
Xiyan stumbled and rushed forward, her whole body sprawled onto the operating table, staring at his face, her voice trembling, "Ou Jue, Ou Jue..."
No response.
