After leaving the cemetery, Qin Zhao went to the hospital.
The first floor of the inpatient building was for emergency care, and as she walked over, she saw a crowd gathered nearby.
"Make way, make way, we have a patient that needs to be rushed to the emergency room!"
From a distance, Qin Zhao saw the figure of Chu Yan.
He was wearing a white coat, pushing a stretcher, upon which a young woman lay, surrounded by many nurses, hastening into the emergency department.
"It's that young lady from the Xu Family again, coming to the hospital several times a month."
"Yeah, her family is so rich, yet she's been ill since childhood. It's quite pitiable."
"Rumor has it that she won't live past twenty-five, is it true?"
"Ever since she was transferred to Dr. Chu's care, her condition seems to have improved a lot."
