Besides, even if Li Qing had escaped death back then, why hadn't she come looking for him all these years? Not looking for Li Yu?
Xia Chenglin clenched his fists tightly. The secrets from more than twenty years ago were suffocating him, but…However, he had no one to talk to and communicate with, which made him feel very helpless.
Finally, the nurse raised her head. Under Xia Chenglin's nervous gaze, she said in embarrassment," I'm sorry, sir. Did you remember wrongly? We don't have a patient named Li Qing here. I'm sorry.""
No? Xia Chenglin's tensed face was instantly filled with shock. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was glad or disappointed.
Could it be that they really only looked alike?
"Uncle Xia." Suddenly, a low and cold male voice sounded from behind.
