She casually browsed through the information, closed the interface after finishing, and put away her phone with an unchanged expression.
Leaving Ronghua Apartment, it's just a few minutes' walk to Changqing Hospital.
Thus, Mu Zhenzhen almost walks to and from work every day.
Today marks the beginning of winter, and indeed the weather is much colder than usual.
Apparently forgetting to check the weather forecast, Mu Zhenzhen wore very light clothing, including a rather ladylike long skirt and a thin knitted coat.
A gust of cold wind blew, and she unconsciously rubbed her hands.
Her flimsy figure in the wind seemed like it could be blown away at any moment.
"Hiss—"
Suddenly, a sharp screeching sound emerged beside her; she seemed startled, stopping in her tracks and looking in shock at the nearby car.
"Did it hit something?"
"No, but it won't move."
"Forget it, let's leave it."
Listening to the conversation inside the car, Mu Zhenzhen instinctively looked ahead.
