Gu Zixuan ran into Feng Jingguo while she was outside borrowing dish soap from the nurse's station to clean her lunchbox.
Since Gu Zixuan was only going out for a short while, and considering how busy the hospital was—with the ER nurses practically running around with no time to gossip—He Qimo didn't stop her, and naturally, he didn't see Feng Jingguo either.
Standing in the emergency exit.
Feng Jingguo's gaze at Gu Zixuan was so intense it was as if it could tear her apart.
Gu Zixuan remembered Feng Jingguo; she had remembered this deep-seated hatred from the last time when he was still a demon.
Seeing it again at this moment, it felt even stranger.
She frowned slightly, "You are...?"
Seeing this, Feng Jingguo sneered coldly, gripping his cane with sarcasm, "He's protected you well enough! You don't even know who I am at this point?"
Who? Who is protecting her?
Listening to such a resentful tone, Gu Zixuan furrowed her brows.
