Exchanging a glance with Bai Hong, Su Nian's heart raced wildly. After a moment of daze, she asked, "Old sir, do you have confidence in this? My husband, he..."
"Of course, rest assured. If I can't save him, then probably no one can." The old doctor smiled faintly, looked at Su Nian, and indicated she could think it over.
Though that's what he said, these days boasting doesn't cost anything, so Su Nian decided to ask Kevin whether this old man was reliable or not.
Exchanging another look with Bai Hong, Su Nian found her phone from her bag, walked out of the ward, found Kevin's number, and dialed it without considering what time it was in London.
In London, it was just past two o'clock in the morning. Inside the dark room of the Clarence family's large castle, Kevin, in a robe with a glass of red wine in hand, silently stood by the window. His tall silhouette exuded loneliness and solitude, which no one saw.
