Sister Sun had jogged all the way here, still panting heavily when she entered the office. Shen Minghan timely handed her a cup of warm water, waiting for Sister Sun to catch her breath.
"Sir!" Sister Sun's expression and voice were exceptionally solemn, "Did you see any earring last night? On the chair outside your ward!"
An earring?
Han Luoli's forehead tightened, his large palm tucked under his arm suddenly clenched, the earring's sharp edge digging into his palm, but he felt nothing at all.
Before he could speak, he heard Sister Sun's voice, filled with guilt and sorrow, "It's all over, I knew the sir couldn't have been interested in such a small item. It must have been taken by someone!"
"Sister Sun, what kind of earring? Where did you hear about the earring?" Han Luoli's voice was somewhat hoarse.
