Zhang Hao had just left when a variety of speculative voices arose.
Every hospital worker who had seen him walking side by side with He Qianhui started gossiping in the work group.
Zhang Hao hadn't even gotten into the car when he heard his phone ding-donging non-stop.
He probably guessed what the messages were about.
He Qianhui hurried into the car and, seeing that he hadn't followed, couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong, aren't we in a hurry?"
Zhang Hao shook his head and handed her his phone, "Take a look for me, will you? See if it's messages from the work group."
He Qianhui uttered an "oh," entered the unlock code, four zeroes.
"Such a simple password, if someone stole your phone one day, they'd unlock it in no time."
"It's convenient this way," Zhang Hao answered offhandedly.
He Qianhui didn't say anything and opened his WeChat to take a look. It was indeed the work group, and the latest message had arrived just a second ago.
