"Anning, you…" Just as Mo Qiange was about to say something, he sighed and decided not to when he saw her firm expression in the rear view mirror.
The Maybach did a beautiful turn and sped off in the direction of the hospital.
…
The floor of the intensive care unit was clean and tidy, with very few people in the corridor, apart from the nurses behind the counter. The bodyguards whom she was familiar with, were standing in the corridor with their backs straight.
Luo Anning was walking very slowly alongside Lu Momo and Mo Qiange. The number of bodyguards increased as they approached Mo Xiyan's ward.
"Young Madam…" Upon sight of her, the bodyguards tried to speak but quickly fell silent again, seemingly stuck in a dilemma.
Luo Anning took a deep breath and bit her lip while an idea flashed past her mind and it disappeared again soon after.
