Chapter 813

Ronald furrowed his brow. "Mom, it's best for you not to watch!" He turned down Belinda's request and instructed the people nearby, "Take good care of her." As Ronald entered the operating room, the door closed right in front of Belinda. She stumbled back two steps, almost losing her balance. "Madam, please have a seat. The surgery will be over soon," someone said. Belinda sat down but couldn't shake the image of Tiffany crying and pleading, "Mom, I don't want to die..." "Tiff, Tiff..." Belinda felt tears streaming down her face again. "Anesthesia is being administered." "Blood pressure is normal, heart rate is normal, pulse is normal... The surgery can begin." Tiffany lay on the operating table, listening to the chatter around her as if they were counting off numbers. Ronald had changed into a surgical gown. He was taller and stood out more than anyone else in the room. Leaning down, he gently stroked Melissa's cheek with his gloved hand. "Melissa, welcome back." Suddenly, he