Binhai University, medical office.
It is more of a hospital than a medical office, as Binhai University has so many students, there is a standalone hospital within the university.
VIP hospital ward.
Here, there are not many rooms, only five or six in total, and only the rich and influential can stay here.
At this moment, in front of a sickroom, several men in black suits stand. They have a solemn expression and stand erect, evidently they are bodyguards.
Inside the sickroom, on the large bed, Xu Guanjie is receiving an IV drip, his eyes lifeless and filled with despair.
By the bed, a middle-aged woman dressed in luxurious, branded clothes is crying profusely, sobbing non-stop.
"Stop crying, things are already like this. Finding a solution is the most important," a middle-aged man in front of her said sternly.
