At the emergency department's third bed, Ye Liangyan and her friends found Xie Wanyao, who was unconscious.
Ning Xiaoxiao was also terrified. Upon seeing Xie Wanyao's condition, big drops of tears fell from her eyes, and she stepped forward tremblingly, "Wanyao, what happened to you?"
Xu Anjing also showed a rare stern face, tightly pursing her lips, silent.
Just then, a light cough came from the entrance.
The three women turned around unanimously and saw a stylishly dressed young man with long legs and a good figure standing there.
The man should have looked quite handsome, but he was wearing sunglasses, which made it difficult to see his face clearly.
With a slight smile on his lips, he said, "Hello, may I ask if you are friends of this miss?"
Ye Liangyan nodded, "Yes, I am the one who talked with you on the phone just now, my last name is Ye."
