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The atmosphere outside the surgery was always oppressive.

Due to the VIP operating room, this corridor was exceptionally quiet, with

only pale walls and hospital beds left

The remaining ones were the iron frames and medical equipment

shimmering with blue light, smearing large blocks of cool colored light and

shadow in the dazzling light.

The man sat in the cool shade of light, his thin chin furrowed tightly.

In his mind, the woman was lying on the hospital bed, with messy hair and a

damp face, as well as the slightly raised lips.

Julian’s Adam’s apple moved.

-He was a bit anxious.

The inexplicable sensory impact, coupled with the uncertain tension of her

life, intertwined together, once plunged Julian into an inexplicable confusion.

Was Natalie going to be okay?

He asked himself in his mind.

He didn’t know what kind of psychology he was out of, but the only thing he

knew was that he didn’t want Natalie to die.

Do not hope extremely.

Tory sat opposite Julian, his palms folded, his fingers crossed, and his

mouth kept whispering something.

“God bless.” The devout prayer echoed throughout the corridor.

Julian looked up at Tory.

Did doctors also believe in this?

Julian seemed to find it funny. He reluctantly shook his head, then

disdainfully pulled up the corner of his mouth and chuckled softly.

He never believed in God.

He didn’t believe in Fairy either.

He especially didn’t like to see those believers sign of the cross in the chest

like they were captured by the soul.

The action of sign of the cross was like taking a sharp knife to peel out the

whole heart.

He always felt extremely disgusted when he saw it.

But Tory prayed so devoutly and seriously that he didn’t even hear the man’s

mocking sound.

He always maintained a straight posture, with words in his mouth and an

extremely standard posture.

It seemed that God was really standing in front of him.

It seemed that as long as he was devout enough, God would really bless

Natalie.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Julian’s smile gradually stopped.

His disdain just dissipated.

Can the atmosphere of believing in God be contagious?

He didn’t know why, but Julian was also a bit shaken in his heart. An absurd

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