Worried that the anesthetic might still linger in the hospital room's air, Zhang Ya'Er specifically asked the nurse to change Xv Qinghuan's bed. Although it's not an easy task, money makes a difference.
Thus, Xv Qinghuan was moved to the adjacent room. Meanwhile, Zhang Ya'Er limped to the door of Li's operating room, sitting anxiously on the long bench, waiting.
After waiting for about five minutes, Zhang Ya'Er's heart grew increasingly restless. She wanted to push open the operating room door to see how things were going. Of course, this was just a thought; she knew she couldn't do that.
In her turmoil, Zhang Ya'Er suddenly thought of telling Lin Tian about the matter. Whether Li was assassinated or was in rescue, Lin Tian might be able to help since he was the backbone.
The call connected quickly. Zhang Ya'Er, with a cold voice, said, "Lin Tian, genius got stabbed in both the chest and abdomen. He is being rescued now."
