When I came to the Second People's Hospital, I let Feng Wei and Yang Feng go back first. I went to the sixth floor of the inpatient department. I saw Qianqian outside ward 605, Yang Xiuying, and the old man leaning on the bed. He had been rescued. Although his face was still pale, it would not be a big obstacle for him to rest for a few days.

I saw a smile on Yang Xiuying's face, and I was relieved at last. At least she was okay, Qianqian was okay, and it was worth the effort.

"Come on, you're not welcome here." Suddenly the old lady stared at me...