Ward.
The little brother guarding outside the ward saw Ye Xuan coming and quickly stepped forward.
"Master Xuan!"
The little brother bowed slightly and respectfully shouted.
"How's Sang Biao doing?"
Ye Xuan nodded, his expression solemn, and asked.
Cui Xiaoman, behind him, was taken aback upon hearing this.
Sang Biao?
"Ye Xuan, which Sang Biao are you talking about?"
Cui Xiaoman's expression suddenly sharpened in shock and asked.
"The Sang Biao who used to hang out with Xu Rongyao."
Ye Xuan smiled faintly, with a hint of a smile on his lips, and said.
"What?"
Cui Xiaoman's face changed drastically, turning pale, and subconsciously took a few steps back, asking coldly: "Are you with Xu Rongyao?"
"Hehe."
Ye Xuan shrugged helplessly, smiled, and said: "Sang Biao is with me now, he has nothing to do with Xu Rongyao. As for Xu Rongyao, he used to serve me tea and water; how could I be with him?"
