Su Yingru didn't think much of it, sighed, and asked, "Why are you here alone?"
An Li answered somewhat guiltily, "I'm waiting for Fan Yue to wake up."
Su Yingru was taken aback and asked, "Do you know my nephew Fan Yue?"
An Li nodded obediently, "To my shame, Fan Yue was with me when the car accident happened..."
Only then did Su Yingru understand.
Wen Changrong, who is a bit impatient, felt restless and said, "I'll wait for you by the elevator, hurry up."
Su Yingru agreed and then said kindly to An Li, "Don't worry, Fan Yue is out of danger, but he's still weak. He just woke up not long ago and then fell asleep again. The doctor said it's normal..."
Hearing Su Yingru's words, An Li felt somewhat relieved.
After all, she didn't dare to ask directly about Fan Yue's condition in the ward, so having Su Yingru's reassurance made her feel much better.
Su Yingru noticed An Li's pale face and took off her own coat.
