"Miss Rong Shengsheng insisted on being discharged herself, claiming she felt fine and needed to urgently attend to some matters,"
Li Hanxian took out his phone and swiftly called Rong Shengsheng.
When the call connected, he couldn't wait to ask, "Why did you get discharged??"
"If I want to be discharged, I get discharged, what's the problem? Do I need your permission?"
"Where are you right now?"
"That... that's none of your business. It's late, and I'm tired. If there's nothing else, I'm going to sleep."
Rong Shengsheng spoke very quickly, too quickly to want to linger even a few seconds, as if someone were urging her from the side.
Li Hanxian's first reaction was, "Is someone with you? Are you in danger?"
"You're overthinking it. I'm fine right now, so stop bothering me."
With a series of beeping sounds, the call ended.
Li Hanxian's anger flared up in an instant, he was on the edge of erupting, clenching his phone tightly. His cold, steely eyes filled with discontent.
