Hence, grabbing the car keys, getting into the car, flooring the gas pedal, and speeding towards the hospital.
A thirty-minute journey, yet he arrived in just fifteen minutes.
Upon entering the hospital, An Yuanfei stood next to the hospital’s leadership, with a row of black-clad bodyguards in tow.
He furrowed his brows
"Where is she?"
His voice, cold as ice, carried the foreboding of a looming storm.
An Yuanfei swallowed,
"Quan Ci, Su Yan is fine, I looked wrong..."
Quan Ci lifted his gaze, a dark look sweeping over An Yuanfei.
His words suddenly stopped short.
Softly, he said
"Inpatient Departnt, 7th floor, room 17."
Quan Ci no longer looked at An Yuanfei, striding purposefully towards the Inpatient Departnt.
anwhile.
Our Su Yan who sneakily skipped work.
Arrived at the hospital where Luo Yuanjie was admitted; after all, Luo Yuanjie is a movie emperor, and quite a few reporters were gathered around.
His agent and assistant strictly screened and confird in front of the ward.
After waiting for a while, Su Yan walked into the ward.
The scent of disinfectant filled the room in the ward.
Luo Yuanjie’s consciousness had already returned earlier this morning.
His right arm was in a cast, and his pale appearance was very weak.
When Su Yan walked in, Luo Yuanjie had just woken up not long ago.
The mont he opened his eyes, he saw Su Yan, dressed in a skirt, sitting beside him.
Morning sunlight bathed Su Yan, and for so reason, Luo Yuanjie felt... Su Yan looked exceptionally beautiful today.
He gave a weak smile, his voice hoarse
"Why did you co?"
Su Yan earnestly responded,
"Rest well, you don’t need to talk to ."
Luo Yuanjie listened, nodded, and smiled even more warmly.
Su Yan stared at Luo Yuanjie’s chest.
Leaning over, she inquired,
"How is he doing?"
Her voice was very soft, and since Luo Yuanjie suffered a bit of a concussion from the accident, his head buzzed and he couldn’t hear Su Yan’s words.
Yet, as he watched Su Yan lean in closer, a difficult-to-describe desire rose in his heart.
"Zzz zzz zzz zzz"
Not dead yet.
Hearing this, Su Yan was relieved.
Then she asked again,
"When can he start filming?"
"Zzz zzz zzz zzz zzz zzz zzz zzz!"
I’m not a doctor, how would I know?!
However, according to what I know about your human body structure, he should be able to walk freely in about two weeks, and the injuries should heal in three months.
Upon hearing it would take that long, Su Yan couldn’t help but look up at Luo Yuanjie with a touch of disdain,
"How can you be so weak?"
Her voice wasn’t loud, and Luo Yuanjie, still dazed from the accident, couldn’t hear her very clearly.
He assud it was a word of concern.
Hoarse-throated,
"Don’t worry, I will get better."
Su Yan noncommittally nodded her head.
In the midst of their conversation, a loud noise ca from the door being forcefully opened.
Hearing the noise, both turned their heads to look.
The black-clad bodyguards almost instantly surrounded the room.
A cold, tense atmosphere spread throughout the room.
Quan Ci, hands in his pockets, appeared before them with his handso deanor, he stared at Su Yan, inch by inch, for a long ti, his smile deep with aning,
"You rushed out so early in the morning, it turns out it was to take care of him."
Xiao Hua’s urgent voice rang out,
"Host! Quan Ci’s danger level has exceeded 100! He... has darkened!!"
Quan Ci still wore a smile, his gaze lowered, his fingers lightly twirling, but the aura emanating from him was increasingly cold and sinister,
"Really disobedient, what should I do with you?"
He feigned contemplation.
The hostility and ferocity in his eyes made An Yuan, who had been standing by his side, back away to ten ters distance.
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