During the half hour Xue Rui had been here, he had spent most of his time telling Lin Ruoxi's story. The doctor understood Lin Ruoxi's situation well but was powerless to correct it; the person who needed help now was someone else.
Lin Ruoxi hadn't understood what she meant, but the doctor had already left.
"Mr. Xue, what are you doing?" Dr. He called out.
Xue Rui now had his ear pressed against the office door, seemingly listening for any sound from within.
He had just called Gu Muxue, and he thought he'd heard a phone ringing from the other end of the hall—from this very office.
"It's nothing. I thought I heard a cat meowing inside," Xue Rui said.
He was certain Gu Muxue was in there. He just couldn't see a trace of the girl through the window, so he figured she must be doing the same thing he was—leaning against the other side of the door.
"Doctor, is there any hope for my condition?" Xue Rui asked in a sorrowful tone.
