"Did they ask for any particular conditions?" Mo Han calmed down, in an attempt to analyze the situation logically. Zhang's ex-wife was a greedy person. Since she had shown up at his office with this important piece of evidence the previous day at his firm and not at tomorrow's proceedings, it definitely meant that she had ulterior motives.
"She didn't say. She's sitting in reception right now. It looks like she's waiting for you to return."
"I… will be at the office in a little while. Let's discuss things when I get back." Mo Han hung up, opened the door and entered the doctor's room.
Xia Qingyi was holding up her top. Hearing the door open, she turned towards him, revealing her smooth white skin and the wound on her abdomen. The doctor was bent over removing her dressings. By the looks of it, he was going to reapply the dressings for her.
"There's an urgent matter at the law firm. I have to make a trip back," Mo Han said.
