Fuck! What kind of bad luck is this?
"Boss, don't worry... I'll go check on the situation." Leng Xue frowned, although he wasn't an authority in gynecology, he was aware that too many medical institutions were treating human life like grass.
Before he finished speaking, a figure flashed by, and Emperor Quan had already rushed out.
The tall figure stood in front of the hospital, his leopard-like eyes shining with a bloodthirsty light.
"How is the situation?"
"Who are you to her?"
After glancing at Leng Xue behind her, the female doctor asked.
"I am her husband."
"Husband?"
The doctor gave Leng Xue a weird look, then glanced at Emperor Quan's ghastly, cold face, and without daring to delay, signaled to the panting nurse with a jerk of her chin.
"Please sign quickly, so as not to disrupt the rescue efforts."
"Go to hell! What kind of shitty hospital..."
