Mu Xingfeng's surgery lasted for more than ten hours. Finally, the door of the operating room opened and the dean walked out.
"Doctor, how is he?"
Everyone crowded around, and Mu Zhenzong asked with a trembling voice.
The dean removed his mask, his face showing signs of exhaustion, but he couldn't hide his joy: "The surgery was very successful. The bullet was three centimeters away from the heart and has been removed. However, Young Master Mu was shot for a long time and lost a lot of blood. He still needs to be under intensive care for a few days."
Hearing that Mu Xingfeng was out of danger, He Yushu couldn't help but cry.
"Mom, Xingfeng is out of danger, why are you crying again?" Mu Wanxin consoled her from the side.
"No, no..." He Yushu wiped her tears and denied it.
When Lin Ruonan heard that Mu Xingfeng was out of danger, she felt all her strength leave her body and couldn't help but take a step back. If Gu Haoyu hadn't been supporting her, she would have fallen.
