In the corridor outside the door, Zhan Yao was idly waiting. Hearing a sound, he rushed over, "Is everything okay? Tian Ye didn't cause any trouble, right? Let me tell you, no matter what..."
"After the test results come out, send me a message," Xiao Yebai cut him off and left without looking back after he finished speaking.
Looking at the tall and sturdy back of the retreating man, Zhan Yao knit his brows in confusion. Before he could figure it out, a loud weeping suddenly came from the hospital room.
Zhan Yao: "..."
**
The next day.
The sky is quite bright in the early days of May.
Mo Weiyi woke up in a daze. She opened her eyes and saw a silhouette sitting by the bedside in the dim light, like a ghost. It frightened her so much that her heart shrank abruptly.
"Ah—"
A scream rang out.
The bedside lamp was quickly switched on.
The room was instantly as bright as day, but Mo Weiyi was already so scared that she shrunk herself to the foot of the bed.
