The woman was called He Mei, 30 years old, unattached, working in Ye City with a low income. She was wearing a rose-red leisure clothes, leisure shoes, no make up, looking a bit old-fashioned.
Seeing someone coming to the door of the operating room, she went over voluntarily and asked with a smile.
"You must be his wife, right?"
He Xiyan nodded and looked at the woman in front of her carefully, quite sure that she had never seen her before.
"Yes, what happened to him? Is he all right?" Full of doubts though, He Xiyan just wanted to know what happened to Ye Hao and how could he be sent to hospital with no symptom.
