"Mrs. An, are you alright?" the doctor asked cautiously.
"Not a word of this to anyone. If I find out who leaked this, I will never forgive you," Zhao Xuan warned them fiercely.
"Of course, we naturally wouldn't casually talk about this kind of thing, please rest assured, Mrs. An," the doctor hastily assured.
"Get out, get out, all of you get out," Zhao Xuan said impatiently.
The doctors immediately scurried off, not daring to stay a moment longer.
After a moment, Zhao Xuan took out her mobile phone and dialed a number, "Send someone over."
Having said that, she hung up the phone and punched the wall with her fist.
Now that Xiang Cheng was dead, she had to take care of An Man sooner. With the old master poisoned, Jian Qing might start suspecting her. She had to be prepared.
An Man, you forced me into this, you brought this upon yourself.
...
In the silent ward, the atmosphere was heavy.
