A doctor?
He Che slightly furrowed his brows and then quickly turned around, heading for the elevator.
Out of the corner of his eye, Fan Ming, who had always been watching He Che, saw the hurried departure. A smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
As he pretended to casually chat with a colleague next to him, he took out his phone and sent a text message to Q: "Boss, the task you assigned to me has been completed."
Upon arriving at the underground parking lot and stepping out of the elevator, He Che jumped into his old, second-hand car and immediately called Xia Wan'an on his cell phone.
The phone rang several times before it was answered.
"He Che, is there something work-related?"
"No," he paused for a moment, then continued, "I heard from Fan Ming that something happened to you?"
"Eh? Fan Ming? Oh, he called me earlier... it's nothing, I just accidentally sprained my foot..."
