Qiao Nian got out of the taxi when she arrived at the hospital.
It was cold out, so she put on a coat over her sweater. She was still wearing a cap, and the brim was pressed very low. Only a pointed chin was exposed, making her outline cold and charming.
She carried a thermos container in her hand as she entered the hospital familiarly, going through a long corridor, and then went up the elevator to the 8th floor of the Inpatient Department.
All the wards on this level were for VIPs.
Compared to Uncle Chen's ward on the 6th floor, the conditions here were much better.
She didn't need to go specifically to Ye Wangchuan's ward. Pulling the brim of her cap and looking up, she found that the second ward near the inside was extremely lively, and people visited it from time to time.
She pursed the corner of her lips, held the thermos in her hand, and walked to the ward.
