Qiao Xi took a careful look, and indeed it was Xu Xingluo lying on the mobile hospital bed.
Her forehead was smeared with fresh blood, and her eyes were tightly closed, her complexion extremely pale.
The injury appeared to have been caused by an impact.
Could it be that Xu Xingluo tried to commit suicide by crashing into a wall?
There are so many modern ways to die, there's no need for such unreliable methods with a low success rate.
Qiao Xi simply didn't believe someone like Xu Xingluo would seek death, especially since she had a history.
There was only one possibility, she did it for others to see.
Suddenly.
Her gaze met Xiang Huai's, who locked onto her like a viper, his eyes cold and dark.
But he quickly followed the mobile bed into the hospital.
"Young Madam?" Old Chen called out.
Qiao Xi shook her head and said, "I'm fine, I'll go in first."
"Alright, I'll wait for you outside."
Qiao Xi strode toward Yan Shi'an's office.
