Soon, Xiao Mo drove up to the entrance of the hospital.
The most authoritative military-affiliated hospital in the city, where most doctors held military ranks.
Zhuang Liu was wheeled out of the car, and the three of them passed through the imposing outpatient lobby, down crowded and winding corridors, and arrived at a quieter inpatient department.
Tan Rou observed the surroundings; hospitals always imposed a sense of inexplicable oppression on people, dealing with birth, aging, sickness, and death, the most powerless aspects of human life.
Xiao Mo led the way to a VIP elevator. "Elder Lu is upstairs; he is a military and political official with a separate ward."
Zhuang Liu nodded, "You've taken care of everything in advance, right?"
Xiao Mo revealed a meaningful smile, "I've given prior notice. Although Elder Lu found it strange, he agreed and expressed his gratitude for Third Young Master's warm visit."
