“That’s enough. Let’s go.”
Looking at ye Zhuo’s back, Zhao Xueyin suddenly felt a little flustered.
Could it be...
She really made a mistake?
Was this just a farce?
No.
It couldn’t be.
Ye Zhuo was definitely acting.
Ma Jiayue wouldn’t make a mistake.
Zhao Xueyin tried her best to calm herself down.
The few of them got into the police car together and arrived at the hospital.
Auntie Wang led the few of them to the inpatient department.
Zhao Xueyin said, “Auntie Wang, you’re going the wrong way!”
Shouldn’t they be going to the morgue?
Auntie Wang said, “They’re not going the wrong way. My wife lives in this building.”
Zhao Xueyin’s heart was getting more and more flustered.
They arrived at the third floor of the inpatient department.
There were a total of three people living in the ward.
At this moment, the other two patients were not there.
Only Su Qiang was sitting on the bed alone.
