Jiangli went to the inpatient department with Wen Zishu.
By the time they arrived at the old man's ward, Jiangli had crunched through two bags of potato chips and finished off a bottle of orange juice.
These were all things Wen Zishu had bought for his own snacking.
Seeing that Jiangli had eaten everything, Wen Zishu immediately felt a twinge in his teeth.
It wasn't that he grudged it...
But, he'd have to go down and buy some more later.
Wen Zishu sighed, looked at the satisfied Jiangli, and pointed at the ward ahead, "The old man's ward is right there. His name is Ye Jiantao, and actually, he has quite a prestigious identity."
Jiangli stopped in her tracks, "Prestigious?"
"Yeah, the old master of the political family, the Ye Family," Wen Zishu lowered his voice, quietly schooling Jiangli.
Originally, he hadn't known about the identity of Old Master Ye.
