At the same time, a sleek red Mercedes-Benz slowly stopped at the hospital entrance.
The car door opened, and Jian Yiyi, who was wearing a custom-made suit, got out of the car with a bouquet.
"Miss, remember to send me a message when you're coming down. I'll be waiting for you in the parking lot in front," the driver said to Jian Yiyi respectfully and rolled down the window.
Jian Yiyi waved her hand. "You can go back first. Don't wait for me."
Without waiting for the driver to reply, she hurried towards the hospital building.
The elevator went straight to the sixth floor. Jian Yiyi smiled and smelled the flowers in her hand before going to the VIP ward.
"Are you crazy? Just for a fountain pen?"
Jian Yiyi walked to the door and was about to push it open when Yan Tian's angry shout could be heard clearly from inside. "You almost lost your life, do you know that? Just for a fountain pen!"
