After hanging up the phone, Lu Jingchen's face was so dark with concern that it felt like water could drip from it, his lips thinly pressed, his jaw tensed. It was clear that he was in a very bad mood.
In his mind, Song Qiao's lively, beautiful face appeared, and he immediately felt an intense and peculiar sensation rise within his heart.
Song Qiao was hospitalized... From the tone of Lu An'an's voice, it seemed somehow related to him.
It was as if he had overlooked something crucial.
Knowing that Lu Jingchen would be coming, Lu An'an didn't rush to find Song Qiao's attending physician and was waiting near the elevator instead.
