"Why is it so remote? Is it one of those Putian affiliated hospitals?" Liu Shengnan looked at the display on her phone's navigation, showing that the hospital where Ran Tenghui was staying was nearby.
But this was a dead-end street.
"Sister Nan, could Qian Wei be wrong? If Ran Tenghui is injured, he should be in a big hospital," Du Juan said, touching her dirty braids.
"Why don't you give Ran Tenghui a call and ask?"
Liu Shengnan's face was slightly unnatural. "His phone should be out of battery and turned off."
Ever since last night, she had not been able to contact Ran Tenghui. Whenever this happened, she knew that Ran Tenghui did not want her to find him, probably because he was with one of his girlfriends.
She, too, was just one of those girlfriends.
She had to find Ran Tenghui and warn those women not to be delusional about eating swan meat as toads; Ran Tenghui was hers.
