At the same time.
When Ye Xuan returned to Lu Miaochan's room, he was about a hundred kilometers away from Shangjing, in the southern suburb town, at the Elizabeth Noble Hospital.
Located in a luxurious VIP ward in the inpatient department, Jiang Tao was completely bandaged in plaster, even his head was wrapped in bandages, only a pair of eyes exposed, lying motionless on the hospital bed recuperating.
Previously, he was fiercely taught a lesson by Ye Xuan and Xiao Wu, and he directly fainted. Right after the two of them left the Yun Ding club, he was immediately sent here for wound treatment and care, and now he was just waking up.
At this moment, sitting beside the hospital bed was a young man looking about thirty, styled in a Mexican hairstyle, with a somewhat gloomy expression on his face.
