"Bro, why haven't you arrived yet?"
She had waited for half a day, and even after sending Si Yuchen, this great Buddha, away, she still didn't see him come.
Gu Xijue's voice was somewhat hoarse, as if he had caught a severe cold, and his tone was exceptionally heavy, "There was an accident at the hospital just now, I can't come over for the time being."
"Ah, then you get on with it. Whenever you're free, I can find you," it must have been that woman Zhao Ying waking up, "But Bro, you must call me when you have time, I can come to you too."
"Mhm."
After hanging up the phone, she was still in a daze. What was up with her brother today?
Gu Xijue looked up at a brightly lit floor-to-ceiling window in the apartment, his lips curling into a bitter smile.
He had come, leaving behind the hospital matters to come.
