When Li Mingxi walked out of the ward, Xiao Lang approached Lin Youyou.
"What time did it happen last night?"
"Around eight or nine." Lin Youyou answered seriously.
"How long did the treatment last?"
"Pretty late, right? By the time my condition stabilized, it was already past one o'clock."
"When did Director Li just come over?"
"Just now." Lin Youyou was puzzled by his question.
At this time, it was still early, only a little past seven.
Except for special circumstances, Li Mingxi wouldn't come to the hospital this early; she was always the last to arrive at work.
Xiao Lang had deliberately come at this time to see Lin Youyou, to avoid her.
Unexpectedly, he still ran into her.
Recalling Li Mingxi's dark circles under her eyes and her pale complexion, Xiao Lang knew she must not have slept all night.
Thinking of this, Xiao Lang suddenly turned and walked out of the ward.
"Brother Xiao, where are you going?"
