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Ford finished the work at hand and prepared to go to the ward to see Lea. Ford wondered if Lea was feeling better today. As soon as he passed by the nurse station, he heard several nurses talking about bone marrow transplantation. Hearing this, Ford quickened his pace to Lea's ward. Lea was not in the ward! Ford's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized that something was wrong. He turned around and ran to the operating room registration desk. Ford stood in front of the operating room registration desk, panting, and eagerly flipped through the patient records handed over to him by the nurse. Julie's name was displayed on it, indicating that the operation had begun three hours ago. Three hours. Didn't that mean that the operation was over? Ford's pupils suddenly contracte