It was almost noon.
In the hospital in Malaysia, Xing Guan was standing guard by Su Xuanxuan's bed. After she was injected with a tranquilizer, she was eerily quiet. Because of her emaciated body, she looked like a mummy in an African pyramid.
Xing Guan looked at his watch and realized that if he returned to Jinzhou at this time, he might be able to catch up with Huo Zizhen boarding the ship. Even if he did, it didn't matter. If he didn't leave far, he could still catch up with her on a yacht.
As long as Su Xuanxuan was resting quietly, he could spend money to get the supermarket owner to come over and take care of her. Xing Guan silently planned in his heart, and his desire to leave Su Xuanxuan grew stronger and stronger.
