Qiao An had a thought and felt that what he said made sense.
She nodded, looking towards Lu Yin, "I'll walk him out."
Lu Yin's brows raised slightly, and he smiled meaningfully, "Hurry back."
At the entrance of the Imperial Hospital, the Main Building's car had already arrived, and Jiang Xun was standing by the open car door, waiting.
Mu Jingxi, holding Little Nuomi, paused in his steps, while Qiao An stopped short, as if she had something to say.
"Whatever you have to say, we can talk back at the Main Building." Mu Jingxi gave her a deep look, not giving her a chance to speak, and then left with Little Nuomi.
Qiao An watched a row of military Humvees drive away, her hand hanging by her side, gradually clenching.
In the end, she could only watch him leave.
In the hospital room, Lu Yin probably had already guessed what was going on.
Qiao An was called to the doctor's office, which meant there must be a solution, it was just that the solution was somewhat difficult.
