Someone of extraordinary status came to the First Central Hospital.
Aman came, and there were a lot of bodyguards in suits, and there was a man who looked like the western housekeeper.
This made the nurses and staff of the hospital know that the young lady who was sent to the hospital two hours ago was definitely not an ordinary person, so when passing through the VIP ward full of bodyguards, they would be careful or detour.
In the ward, Nangong cardong was lying on the bed with his eyes slightly closed. Her brown curly hair was like waves, covering the pillow. Her face was white, and one of her legs was wrapped in thick plaster. Two bodyguards stood in front of the bed to protect her.
