Ye Nanshen simply nodded and said, "Take my business card and find Wu Mian. Tell him that I need his help."
Zhuang Ling's pupils slightly widened, wanting to say something but swallowed his words. Instead, he nodded and said, "Understood."
Downstairs, Gu Yuyan, who had been driven away, didn't leave. She stood in front of the exclusive elevator, facing off with a group of black-suited bodyguards.
Gu Yuyan was worried about Ye Nanshen's health and was anxious to understand what was happening with his illness. However, the bodyguards were unyielding, ignoring her pleas and questions. She was so furious that her chest heaved up and down.
It wasn't until ten minutes later that Gu Yuyan saw Lu Chengzhou, carrying a medical bag, rushing over. Her pent-up nervousness and worry poured out, and she called out to him.
