"What's the matter?"
Catching a flash of something unusual in the other's eyes, Qin Wan's heart skipped a beat, and she frowned immediately.
"Is there something about Mu Shaochen's injury that I don't know about?"
"No, no, no, it's not that."
The young doctor waved his hands and shook his head, "Let's just agree, when Mr. Mu wakes up, you can tell me your story. What's your cell number, can we become friends?"
"Sure."
Qin Wan's cellphone had previously been taken by the kidnappers.
Xu Kai had bought her a new one.
-
Ten minutes later.
Qin Wan pushed open the door of the intensive care unit.
Looking at Mu Shaochen, lying on the hospital bed with tubes connected to his body, another wave of warmth surged in her heart, spreading through her nostrils.
Her eyes instantly moistened.
She pursed her lips, closed the door, and walked towards the bed.
The person lay there, eyes shut tight, not moving at all.
