He took a deep breath, and his eyebrows furrowed tightly, like undulating hills, "I'll try giving her a call."
Li Hanxian took out his phone and dialed Rong Shengsheng's number.
His heart was fluttering with anxiety, yet there was a glimmer of hope.
After a long wait, the call finally connected.
At that moment, he felt a surge of joy, and his eyes lit up, "Shengsheng…"
However, the person who answered wasn't Rong Shengsheng, but Ai Weixi, "President Li, why are you calling Shengsheng?"
Hearing this, Li Hanxian's heart, which had been hanging by a thread, completely sank, and the light in his eyes faded bit by bit, "Oh... Where is she?"
"Shengsheng recently had an incident; she nearly miscarried and is now in the hospital for a baby-preserving rest. She hasn't woken up yet. You can tell me whatever it is directly, and when she wakes up, I'll let her know."
