A phone ringing from her bag broke the heavy atmosphere in the ward.
It was Su Jin's bag. She had placed it on a stool at the side.
Yang Jiahui reached over to take her bag and took out her phone. When she passed it over and saw the name on it, her anger immediately soared,
"It's Jin Hengyuan."
Su Jin's head was leaning against Han Tong's without moving, and she did not take it.
"I'll pick it up for you."
She stood up, swiped her finger, and scolded,
"Jin Hengyuan, I thought you were a good man. Maybe it's not a bad thing for Su Jin to follow you. But what have you done? When I wanted to look for you, you turned off your phone, so I couldn't find you at all…Your fucking phone is just for decoration…"
"Uh ..."
On the other end of the call, this was the first time Jin Hengyuan had been scolded like this since he became a lawyer…
