The phone on the bedside rang, and Ziyan turned to glance at the screen. The words "Husband" flashed up, saved by him back then.
The sound of piano music filled the room, but Ziyan didn't pick up the call immediately.
As the ringtone sounded for the second time, Ziyan finally picked up the phone, answered the call without speaking first, and the voice on the other end wasn't familiar.
"Hello, is this Miss Song Ziyan?"
Ziyan then politely sat up and answered properly, "Yes, that's me."
Is it so serious? The person calling isn't him...
"Your husband, Mr. Tang, is now in the Hospital. Can you come over?"
Ziyan was silent for a moment, wondering to herself, doesn't he have any family with him while he's hospitalized?
After a pause, she asked, "...Is no one there with him?"
