"Why are you standing here?" Bai Yu had gone to great lengths to make the payment before finding the ward. There, he saw Mo Han standing outside without entering. He looked inside and saw the girl lying down safe and sound. "How is she?"
"She's just been sewn up. Her anesthesia hasn't worn off yet."
Bai Yu found Mo Han's expression a bit odd. His face was as dark as charcoal and it was unclear what had angered him. It had been a while since anyone had seen him with such an expression. Most of the time, he had a serious face and he seldom smiled. Nobody could really guess what he was thinking. Even as a friend who had known him for eight years, he could not remember the last time he had seen Mo Han with such a dark expression.
"What is your relationship with this girl? Why haven't I seen her before?" Bai Yu asked.
