The long hospital corridor was exposed to wind gusting in from all sides, making it very chilly.
Even though Gu Xu was dressed smartly in a suit and shoes, the calamity befallen his best friend's wedding wiped any trace of a smile from his face.
All that was left were heavy sighs and regret, as even his usually bright voice turned somewhat somber.
"Let me know about any updates on Mr. Qiao's condition immediately."
"Gu, will Ms. Yuan's body be placed in the morgue first?"
"No," Gu Xu replied decisively. "The morgue is too cold."
"We're very sorry about Ms. Yuan. She was already cold when she arrived."
"Don't worry, I will comfort Yun."
"We heard it was Mr. Yun's wedding day today?"
"Director, regarding Mr. and Mrs. Qiao's affairs, not a word must get out. If someone asks, say that Mrs. Yun was pregnant and has been hospitalized due to severe morning sickness."
"Whatever Mr. Gu instructs, we will not let slip."
