In a hazy daze, Yan Xinxin's senses were enveloped in darkness.
She felt Mu Jingheng urgently lift her up, running towards the door at lightning speed.
Out of the corner of her eyes, she caught Ning Zitong's panicked face.
They all looked extremely tense and frightened, and the reason for this was that Yan Xinxin had suddenly fainted...
Central Hospital.
The hurried sound of "tap-tap-tap" echoed through the corridor of the inpatient wing.
Mo Chuxi, his handsome face cold and grim, walked toward a particular hospital room with a heavy expression.
From a distance, he spotted Mu Jingheng standing outside the room, seemingly in the middle of a phone call.
Hearing the footsteps, Mu Jingheng quickly ended the call and turned to face the approaching Mo Chuxi.
"Where is Yan Xinxin? What's her condition now? Why did she suddenly faint at your house?"
Mo Chuxi questioned somberly. No sooner had he spoken than he turned and strode to the hospital room door, pushing it open with force.
