The director responded anxiously, "Mr. Nian, it was an accident! No one knows howâ"
"Enough!"
In truth, asking was pointless; he didnât even care about their answers.
Nian Shenâs gaze remained fixed on the surgery roomâs glowing light, unwavering.
The director was starting to panic, "Mr. Nian, I swear Iâllâ"
"Shut up."
Nian Shenâs two words left everyone silent, looking at each other but not daring to speak, waiting for updates.
Mr. Nian looks very angry...
Everyone instinctively backed away slightly, feeling the oppressive aura radiating from him.
Yi Yang swallowed nervously and said softly, "Miss Hai is a blessed person; sheâll surely be fine."
Nian Shen said nothing.
Everyone felt that the past hour had been torturous, every second dragging endlessly.
Despite the passage of so much time, the surgery roomâs light showed no sign of dimming, fueling their impatience.
Finally, ten more minutes passed; the surgery light finally went off.
The doctor had just stepped out when Nian Shen swiftly closed the distance in a few strides, grabbing him by the collar of his white coat. If looks could kill, the doctor wouldâve been long gone.
"Tell me sheâs fine."
Even though it was a statement, it sent chills down everyoneâs spine.
Coming from Nian Shen, it carried a tone that implied if Heather didnât make it, the doctor himself might join her in death.
The doctor flinched under his imposing presence, his lips trembling uncontrollably. After a long pause, he barely managed to swallow and stammer out, "She... She..."
His prolonged hesitation made many anxious, but Nian Shen didnât appear agitated. What they saw was an icy, murderous glare.
Yi Yang didnât wait and bypassed them, grabbing a nurse who had just come out to inquire directly. The nurse froze for a moment and answered him.
"Mr. Nian!" Yi Yang exclaimed. "Miss Hai is fine!"
The final five words seemed to dissipate much of his anger. Nian Shen released the breathless doctor abruptly, causing him to collapse to the ground in exhaustion.
It dawned on him...
This profession as a doctor... Could it really be this dangerous?
He couldnât imagine what his fate wouldâve been had the injured person inside died.
Heather is fine, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
...
VIP Hospital Room.
Since Heather wasnât a celebrity, the director hadnât thought too far ahead and didnât bother asking the hospital for special room arrangements. However, Yi Yang later went to the desk and demanded they reserve a relatively quiet VIP room for Heather, even requesting the hospitalâs best one.
This surprised the crew.
After Yi Yang left, discussions began.
"Mr. Nian seems really concerned about Heather... But wasnât he with Qu Leqi now?"
"Who knows... Nian Shenâs thoughts are even harder to guess!"
"Director! The props team has already finished their investigationâit turns out it was Little Tang. Heâs a fan of Leqi, and he couldnât stand Heather insulting Leqi, so he... What now, director?"
"I knew it! How could the props accidentally end up being replaced with real ones? During the checks, everything was fine; who wouldâve thought someone would tamper with them!"
The director frowned, feeling at a loss.
"How about... we wait until Heather wakes up before handling this? If sheâs willing to let it go, then we drop it. But if sheâs not... weâll hear her out and go from there."
Just as they were discussing, someone on the phone suddenly revealed something unexpected, "Director... Little Tang is missing..."