Just as they were about to get to the heart of the matter, the ringtone of the mobile phone suddenly sounded.
Gu Mian dodged his kiss and pushed his chest, "It's your phone."
"Don't bother!"
"What if it's something urgent?" Gu Mian said softly, "Answer it first."
Li Tingshen breathed heavily as he lay on her neck.
The ringtone stopped, but soon rang again.
Li Tingshen could only get up to pick up the mobile phone from the floor, answering the call, "What is it... I'm not free... Alright, I'll come over soon."
Gu Mian pulled the blanket around herself and said, "If you're busy, go ahead; I'll be fine at home by myself."
Li Tingshen touched her face, "I'll be back soon."
"Okay."
...
Half an hour later, the Rolls-Royce arrived at the hospital.
As Li Tingshen entered the ward, Liu's mother was feeding Liu Qingyu medicine.
"Eldest Young Master, you finally came," Liu's mother respectfully began. "Madam was so upset by Miss Gu Mian that she had just calmed down."
