The car had already stopped at the hospital's entrance, and after Lin Shu paid the fare, he, along with Yu Wenwen, helped Soya into the hospital.
"Don't worry, I'm in contact with Hailima Company."
Lin Shu, seeing Soya's unease on the hospital bed, reassured her.
Soya nodded, her hands intertwined.
She was familiar with the small clinic in her village, with its primitive conditions and chipped walls.
But the hospital walls were much fancier, spotless, and smooth to the touch.
She felt out of place here.
First, Lin Shu called Hailima Company, asking them about Soya's husband.
Surprisingly, they told him that the man had resigned two months ago.
"How long has it been since your husband last returned home?"
Hearing this news, Lin Shu had a suspicion but was reluctant to tell Soya.
"It's been almost three months. He usually comes home once a month, but he has missed three times now, which is why I came looking for him."
As Soya spoke, she licked her dry, cracked lips.
