"Also, contact Tang Yebing and ask him to do a cardiac checkup on Qiao Rongjing in the name of the hospital. Also, help him find a suitable heart donor.."
"Understood, President."
Feng Yunan stood up and walked to the window.
The stars in the night sky fell on the sea, shining like gold.
He finally understood the meaning of his grandfather's words. "Try your best to make up for it when you can. When you reach my age, you will have a clear conscience."
No matter whether he was right or wrong, he wanted to make it up to her. But when he looked at Qiao Ruoxi, he felt no guilt.
When Qiao Ruoxi woke up, it was already the next morning.
She realized that she was lying in the guest room and felt a little lost. She only remembered that she had accompanied a certain bigot to take the subway last night. She had no idea how she had returned to the Ocean Pavilion.
She changed into her pajamas and smelled the hair on her face.
