She had overheard Lin Xiangwan's name while they were chatting just now.
Is she staying here?
"Oh, we can't reveal patient information!" The nurse shook her head.
Zhou Ziqing smiled. "I'm not a journalist, I'm not just snooping around. I want to know if my friend, Lin Xiangwan, is staying here!"
"Yes, she is!" The nurse nodded.
"Thank you!" Zhou Ziqing pointed to the ward's door. "May I go in to check on her?"
"You need to register first!" The nurse handed over a folder.
Zhou Ziqing found the register and signed her name.
Lin Xiangwan, who was lying in the hospital bed, heard someone entering. Aunt Liu had just left to wash some fruits, and these footfalls were definitely not Aunt Liu's.
Who is it?
"Wanwan…" A voice called out.
"Wanwan..."
It was Zhou Ziqing. Lin Xiangwan instinctively wanted to close her eyes; she didn't want to see this woman.
Even though she had no concrete evidence, she had a strong intuition it was her.
"What happened to you?" Zhou Ziqing asked.
