When Tang Mo woke up, it was already the next morning.
The area where her leg was infected still hurt terribly.
He glanced at the ward, only to see Old Yu dozing off on the sofa.
Perhaps hearing the sound, Old Yu opened his eyes and met Tang Mo's bloodshot eyes.
"You're awake!" Old Yu stood up. "I listened to your instructions yesterday and didn't call your family."
Old Yu wanted to inform the Tang family, but Tang Mo was afraid that they would be worried and asked him not to call.
Tang Mo reached out his slender hand to Old Yu. "Give me your phone."
Old Yu handed Tang Mo's phone to him.
After Tang Mo got his phone, he flipped through the messages and call records. Seeing that there were only records of him calling Nan Xun and no records of her contacting him, he frowned slightly.
He glared at Old Yu. "Did you f*cking delete my call records?"
