Leaving the hospital room, Lu Jinghan instructed Jiang Dachuan a few things before departing the hospital.
Feng Yi had been waiting at the hospital entrance for some time. Seeing Lu Jinghan come out, he casually extinguished the cigarette he was holding and got into the driver's seat.
Lu Jinghan entered the car, his eyes dark and deep, and asked, "Where is the person now?"
"I've arranged for them to stay at a hotel. Don't worry, there's someone watching over them."
Feng Yi held the steering wheel with one hand and loosened his tie with the other: "Lu Qing An, that old bastard, is certainly cunning. I wondered how he could stay so calm. Luckily, you had me keep an eye on his wife beforehand, otherwise, we wouldn't have found the evidence."
Lu Jinghan took a cigarette box from the car's storage compartment, drew out a cigarette, tilted his head to light it, and after taking a few drags, rested the cigarette-holding hand on the half-opened car window.
