Han Xiangdong knew that his sister didn't want to say anything else, so he didn't ask further. He just tucked her in and raised the temperature of the air conditioner by two degrees. "It's getting late. Go to sleep. I'll accompany you here."
Le Yao nodded and closed her eyes. Actually, what she said to Nangong Jue was also inspired by the detective novels she had read in the past. She hoped that they would all be useful.
Nangong Jue stopped Shen Yi, who was about to go upstairs, at the entrance of the hospital. "I have something to tell you." Then, he walked straight to the roadside.
"Sir Jue." Shen Yi followed him, but his attitude was neither servile nor overbearing.
