The call was from Gu Mingyu.
The surgery was successful, but An Wei had lost too much blood. Even with the little one in consideration, his own blood supply was simply not enough.
So, the only option Chui Rong had left was to call Gu Mo'an.
"What happened?"
Upon seeing Gu Mo'an hang up the phone, Wen Xin asked softly.
"I have something to do at the hospital, you first…"
"Let me go with you. I studied medicine in college; maybe I will be able to help."
"Alright, get in the car then."
Wen Xin promptly got in Gu Mo'an's car. Inside the house, hearing the butler's words, Mrs. Gu's eyes widened in surprise. "Are you saying that the young man has accepted Miss Wen?"
"We don't know the result yet, but it seems that Master Gu is not rejecting Miss Wen."
"That little devil is trying to kill me with frustration."
"Madam, your actions did offend Young Master's temperament."
