"Is the man alright?" An Ying asked casually, not giving it much thought.
Aunt Zhang shook her head, "He fainted on the spot, fortunately the clinic was nearby. I called out, and Doctor Huang rushed out from the clinic."
An Ying raised her chin, and suddenly felt a pang in her heart.
Aunt Zhang saw her tense expression and immediately became worried, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." An Ying shook her head, lightly massaging the spot over her heart. For some reason, her heart was racing wildly.
"Let me help you to rest for a bit."
"Okay."
Aunt Zhang didn't dare to be careless, and carefully supported her to the bedroom.
A hundred meters away.
The man's clothes were stained, yet the noble and arrogant aura he exuded was hard to ignore.
Inside the clinic, there was a small ward with four beds placed inside.
