Yan Xinxin was a bit stunned, her eyes wide open staring at the content displayed above.
She could clearly feel a real pain in her heart.
Yan Xinxin slowly put down the phone, gazing at the rapidly changing street scene outside the car window, the trees with green sprouting branches passing by, and certain memories emerged in her mind very clearly and completely...
"Uncle Zhong."
After a moment of silence, Yan Xinxin spoke.
"It's still early, take the car to Central Hospital first."
"Central Hospital."
"Mm."
Yan Xinxin nodded.
"Don't tell Chuxi about this."
"Understood, Young Mistress."
Uncle Zhong nodded in response and changed the route accordingly.
He had no right to inquire about the master's matters, only to follow orders and execute them.
