While walking toward her mother's hospital room, Xia Xiyan's eyes grew hotter and hotter.
She dialed Ou Jue's number again.
Once again, the mechanical female voice replied, "Sorry, the number you've dialed…"
Xiyan closed her eyes and immediately hung up.
Hoo… Stay calm, Xia Xiyan.
Until things are confirmed,
You must trust Ou Jue.
Yes, trust him.
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Inside Xia's mother's hospital room.
The caregiver noticed the water dispenser's bottle was empty. She got up, picked up the empty container, and headed toward the convenience store on the first floor.
At that moment, two furtive figures slipped into the hospital room.
"Mommy, what exactly are you trying to do?" Xia Shiyi pouted, casting a look of discontent at Yang Shurong. "I just flew back from Los Angeles today! I've been running a fever for days, and I came to the hospital to get checked out. Now that I'm done, I should leave. Why do we have to visit *this* woman anyway?"
