Qiao Xia's attending physician had just made arrangements for her when he stepped out of the ward and was immediately grabbed by Mu Liang and thrown against the hospital wall. His hand donned a black glove, not at all belonging to a good man, "What's wrong with her? Speak, is there some danger to the child, or is she in danger?"
His eyes were bloodshot, looking like a madman, terrifying the doctor.
"Who are you? Let go of me—I'm calling the police, ah..." Mu Liang released him, his fist striking just beside the doctor's ear. A crack split the wall in an instant, scaring the doctor into utter silence, cold sweat dripping down.
"What's wrong with her? Speak! My patience is limited!"
In the dead of night, she drove herself to the hospital alone, how could he not worry?
