The car quickly arrived at the city central hospital. Wen Zhiyao couldn't wait to get out of the car, she ran directly into the elevator, nervously watching the elevator door failed to close immediately.
Jiang She was very curious about what had happened, but Wen Zhiyao didn't want to talk much at the moment, she had only one goal, to see Jian Xinlian as soon as possible.
As time ticked by, the elevator finally reached the desired floor. Wen Zhiyao hurriedly stepped out.
Inside Jian Xinlian's ward, the head doctor and a nurse waited nearby. Jian Xinlian held a sharp fruit knife, vigilantly watching those around her, not allowing anyone to approach.
"Ms. Jian, put down the knife, it wouldn't be good if you accidentally hurt yourself," the head doctor urged anxiously.
The nurse was consistently on the lookout for an opening, ready to rush forward and seize the knife at any time.
