When Leng Yixiu came out of the control room, it was already dark. Old He had been waiting in the underground garage. When he saw Leng Yixiu get into the car, his expression wasn't very pleasant, and he didn't dare make a sound. It wasn't until Leng Yixiu's cold voice came from the back seat.
"To the city central hospital."
The city central hospital? Why is the sir going there this late?
Old He hesitated for a moment but still followed Leng Yixiu's instructions. An hour later, the black sedan steadily stopped under the inpatient department building.
Through the dim nightshade, Leng Yixiu could still see quite a few reporters with cameras and camcorders stationed downstairs. So late and still so many reporters, it's easy to imagine what the scene was like here during the day.
How could Lin Yixun handle so many reporters on her own?
