Ye Nanxun's action could be regarded as a blatant threat. She wasn't even afraid of being secretly filmed or recorded. After pushing the hospital room door open, she just let it hang open. Anyone passing by could clearly see what was happening inside the room.
She just stood at the door of the ward, her words cold and detached, making no additional moves.
Inside the ward, Xia Zhiyuan still lay on the hospital bed watching TV. Judging from his complexion, his condition shouldn't be a big issue, so Ye Nanxun wouldn't worry that her words might make him so angry that he'd faint, giving this father-daughter pair another topic to whine about before the media.
Xia Yao sat in a chair next to the hospital bed, holding a phone in her hand with earphones plugged in. Her face filled with a dark expression, seemingly discontent about having just watched a live broadcast from Ye's Family that didn't produce the results she wanted.
