Yi Yi and Xiao Fang stood guard outside the door, their hearts rising and falling with each person who went in.

"Miss Yi, did you see the face of the assassin?!"

Xiao Fang asked. Because of Mu Nanxun's orders, there were no men in black guarding that place, nor were there any surveillance cameras, so they couldn't find out what had happened.

Yi shook her head, her head buzzing, barely able to think.

"No, he's wearing a mask, you can't see anything."

"A mask? Another mask!"

Xiao Fang's fists clenched so tightly they made a cracking sound.

A man in a white coat appeared in front of Yi Yi without her noticing. Yi Yi was startled and snapped out of her worry.

"Ouyang, how is he?"

When she asked that question, Yi Yi's heart was pounding in her chest. Her hands were clenched tightly together, and her back felt slightly cold.

That's right. Besides being Mu Nanxun's good friend, Ouyang is also an outstanding surgeon. However, he never practices medicine publicly, and very few people know about his superb medical skills.

Ouyang slowly took off his mask, revealing a bead of sweat on his forehead and a somewhat serious expression.

"He...he..."

Ouyang stammered for a long time without getting a clear answer, which made Yi Yi so anxious that she was about to cry.

"How is Mumu? Tell me!"

“Sigh…” Ouyang shook his head, a trace of sadness suddenly appearing on his face. After a long while, he sighed deeply and said, “It’s too late.”

It's too late...it's too late...

Yi Yi's mind went blank with a "boom," as if she couldn't think straight.

It's too late... What does that mean? What does "too late" mean?

Does Ouyang mean that Mumu is beyond saving? How could that be? The all-powerful Mumu could not possibly be defeated by a small dagger.

Impossible...

Yi stared at Ouyang, trying to see other emotions on his face, but Ouyang had already turned around, covered his face, and his shoulders were shaking incessantly, as if he could no longer suppress the emotions that had been accumulating for a long time.

It seems it's true.

They all say that Ouyang is the best doctor. If even Ouyang can't save Mumu, then no one can save him.

Tears fell without warning, pattering down their faces.

"Mumu, Mumu, please don't die, Yi Yi can't bear to part with you."

"It's Yi Yi's fault. Yi Yi shouldn't have made you angry. Please come back to life. If you come back to life, I'll show you my phone, I'll show you everything, I won't set a password anymore, okay? Please don't die..."

At first, it was just soft sobbing, but it quickly turned into a loud, uncontrollable wail, with tears streaming down her face, overwhelmed with grief.

"Pfft... Pfft..."

Ouyang suddenly couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yi stood there stunned for a moment before she reacted, and a hint of sympathy appeared on her face as she looked at Ouyang.

"Ouyang, are you out of your mind? Maybe... you should get your head checked."

Look at the brain...

Ouyang's eyebrows twitched, feeling that he was really wicked. How could he deceive such an innocent and kind little cutie like that?

"Uh, well... actually, Mu Nanxun's condition isn't that serious."

"It's not that serious?" Yi Yi blinked her eyes, which were still wet with tears. They were like black grapes, sparkling with a hint of naivety and doubt. "But you just said it was too late."

"Ahem..." Ouyang coughed awkwardly. "What I mean is, it's getting late, and it's not convenient for me to go home. I'm going to stay here for dinner tonight."

What!