Going Home

A crowd had gathered outside the operating room. Worry and anxiety were written across every face, with a touch of fear lurking beneath.

Bai Yang had been inside for a whole day, yet not a sound had come from within. It left everyone deeply unsettled. The longer it went on, the more unpredictable the outcome became.

Considering Bai Yang's terrifying capabilities, the authorities had even prepared a top-level emergency response plan for the entire province!

"I've tried everything. The door won't open, and there hasn't been a sound from inside," said the invited lock-picking expert helplessly.

He'd opened countless doors in his life, but he'd never seen anything this bizarre. It was just an ordinary hospital door, yet no matter what he tried, it wouldn't budge. If it weren't for the bigwigs watching him with fear in their eyes, he might have thought the place was haunted and run home to hide.

"All right, you can go," Qiu Guorong said, stepping forward.

At those words, the lock-picking expert grabbed his tools and left without a second thought. This would be a stain on his career: he hadn't even been able to open a simple door...

"Should we try forcing it open?" Su Xishui asked uneasily.

Her father, Su Zhongguo, said in a low voice, "Don't talk nonsense, child."

Force it open? How could she even think of that? If they angered Bai Yang inside, could she bear the consequences? At a critical moment like this, they had to tread with the utmost care.

"Let's wait," Qiu Guorong said, torn.

He was scared. With no idea what was happening inside, he couldn't make any targeted arrangements. All he could do was prepare for every possibility—and the consequences were impossible to predict.

"Xiaobai, open the door. No matter what happens, don't do