1230, What a Small World
Sam shrugged helplessly, "Okay, I respect your decision and hope you won't regret it."
After speaking, Sam called over the nurse by his side to guide Mu Shaojing and the others to handle the discharge procedures.
Mu Anran stayed with Mu Shaojing the whole time.
While they were handling the formalities, a tall man with blonde hair and blue eyes, wearing a mask, walked in and began inquiring at the front desk about the hospital admission procedures.
At that moment, a conversation in Chinese emerged from behind.
And, that woman's voice sounded somewhat familiar.
The man instinctively turned his head to look.
When he saw Mu Anran, his pupils slightly contracted, and a flash of cold light appeared in his eyes.
"How could it be her?"
"Mr. An?"
The nurse softly called out the man's name, and he quickly turned back, pulling up his mask a bit more.
Under the nurse's guidance, the man signed his name at the bottom of the signature column: An Luobai.
