For a moment, Lin Jinran's heart pounded

o wait until Lin Jinran safely left the operating room before his heart could settle. 。Time passes by every minute and second, torturously. 。An hour passed, two hours had passed, Fu Mo Han sat straigh...ove for her, forever intense. 。Her pale hand tightly gripped the thin quilt, the next second it was held by the man's rough big hand, their ten fingers interlocked, and pressed onto the pillow. 。A lin...