Qi Zheng watched as the vehicle left the hospital building and stood there until he could no longer see the vehicle.
A light crease appeared on his face as he continued to look in the direction where the car had disappeared to. It wasn't until the door behind him slid open and a group of people walked out of the building that Qi Zheng snapped out of his trance again.
He turned around wanting to return to his office. The elevator was empty when it arrived. Qi Zheng pressed the buttons and leaned on the wall. His thought seemed to be preoccupied with something.
The look on his face stayed for a long time until he returned to his office.
His gaze fell on the paper cup on the table. It was the one that Yun Shu had drunk earlier.
Qi Zheng took the paper cup and tossed it into the wastepaper basket.
Then, he sat on his chair and leaned back with his mind preoccupied with a certain someone.
