Feng Biyan recalled what happened today. He looked at the remaining people and lowered his head to sit on a chair at the side.
"You guys go first. I'll be fine here. If there's anything, I'll contact you."
He thought that Guan Qingyan had not woken up yet. It was useless to keep so many people in the hospital. Instead, it made him feel annoyed.
Because the expressions on their faces were really too sad, Feng Biyan felt that Guan Qingyan's life was not long. In order to avoid such a situation, he hoped that they could all leave. When he was alone here, he might be more relaxed.
Xing Baoshan had followed Feng Biyan for the longest time. When he heard Feng Biyan's words, he raised his head and looked over.
Seeing the serious look on his face, Xing Baoshan knew that he was not joking. What he said just now came from the bottom of his heart.
