Through Zhang Te's description, Xia Wan'an had a rough understanding of Han Jingnian's situation.
Even though Zhang Te's final sarcastic remark was kind of funny, Xia Wan'an didn't find it amusing.
Han Jingnian...he had turned Xie Lin's hospital upside down because of her?
As this thought brushed against her mind, her fingertips unintentionally trembled slightly.
"But Mr. Han, the current situation is a bit bad. Madam, he hasn't eaten or drank anything for three days now. He's also injured. If this continues, I'm afraid his health can't hold up...and I don't know what got into him, his hand is severely bruised..."
Xia Wan'an's thought process had only built up to the point that Han Jingnian hadn't eaten or drank for three days, she hadn't paid much attention to the rest of Zhang Te's words. She gazed down at the white bed linen for a moment before she pressed her lips together and looked up faintly to say: "When he wakes up, remember to tell me. I'll go see him."
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