The helicopter descended directly to the rooftop helipad of Qinshi Hospital, where all the bodyguards remained. Gu Xuanye went discreetly alone to Murong Qiong's hospital room.
The doctors and special care staff had already been evacuated. In the vast hospital room, Murong Qiong sat up in bed, lifting her head, anxiously waiting.
She didn't know how long she had waited.
Finally, the door to the ward was pushed open, and the crisp and forceful sound of leather shoes tapped against the marble floor.
Murong Qiong's eyes immediately brightened, unblinkingly fixated on the man who was walking towards her. Her lips curved involuntarily, her gaunt, pale face softened with a touch of gentle, affectionate expression.
Gu Xuanye approached the bedside, his deep eyes cold and emotionless as they fell upon Murong Qiong's face.
A chilling aura instantly enveloped the entire ward.
"What do you want with me? If there's something, speak quickly!" Gu Xuanye said, extremely impatient.
