Zhao Chun had to stay overnight at the hospital.
After leaving the hospital, Tian Sangsang saw Guan Kunling standing at the entrance.
She quickened her pace and walked alongside her.
The dim yellow light stretched their shadows, swaying unsteadily. Seeing the dark shadows on the ground, Tian Sangsang shuddered instinctively, suddenly recalling the shadow in her home that night—it had been similarly cast on the ground and faintly visible under the moonlight.
"Kunling, do you think Zhao Chun will be safe in the hospital tonight?"
"Yes." Guan Kunling turned her head gently to look at her, her voice soft as she said, "This afternoon, I managed to fend off that black-clad figure. He won't be acting recklessly for now. Trust me, don't worry too much."
But instead of feeling consoled, Tian Sangsang felt even more uneasy.
"Why did you tell them at noon that the item was with you? If that's the case, they'll come after you later."
