The man spoke, his voice as deep and resonant as a cello in the middle of the night, "Excuse me, which room is Su Nanzhi, who was admitted today, in?"
It was really late at this hour, and a man suddenly asking to visit a girl's room, regardless of his looks resembling an international superstar, the nurse on duty didn't dare let him go up so easily.
"Please register, and what is your relationship with the patient?"
The man was just about to answer when someone behind him spoke up: "Jiang Beiyu?"
Hearing this familiar voice, the man turned his head and glanced back. The two cousins meeting again after a year, the timing and place are a bit subtle.
Jian Xin was also on night duty today, and considering a rather troublesome patient had been admitted today, he wasn't at ease. So he lay down on the table upstairs with his eyes closed for ten minutes before continuing his rounds.
In the end, he went downstairs to buy a cup of coffee and bumped into an unexpected person.
