"Even if she doesn't make it, without her mother by her side, at least I, as her father, will be there watching her go! I won't let her be alone!"
Arlo Seys's voice was hoarse as he shouted, causing the nurse to pause momentarily. Understanding his emotions, she let him in.
Arlo Seys walked into the rescue room, his body trembling slightly.
If there's any place in this world that makes him feel scared and helpless, it's the rescue room.
Previously, his wife was in the rescue room, having walked through the valley of death. And now, even his little princess was in the rescue room—this place fills him with fear!
No matter how mighty or composed you are, when you reach this place, all that remains is the prayer and helplessness, just hoping that heaven isn't cruel.
Arlo Seys approached the operating table, looking at the delicate little figure, his eyes turning a deep red.
