The man's heart tightened, and he quickly made his way into a spacious office, gently placing the girl on the sofa.
He casually removed the mask from the girl's face...
The next second, the man's deep black eyes suddenly contracted, waves of shock surfacing in them, his heart already in chaos.
"Wanqing..." the man murmured a name, his rough palm trembling as he touched the girl's face.
Just as he was about to touch her face, the door was suddenly pushed open, and he retracted his hand.
"President Huo, did you need me for something?"
The man, President Huo, stood up abruptly, saying with an expressionless face, "She's been stepped on and injured, take a look at her quickly."
"Yes." The doctor immediately crouched in front of Wen Meimei.
First, he checked the girl's external injuries, then flipped her eyelids, and after a few seconds, he let out a sigh of relief.
