Half an hour later.
The ward door was pushed open abruptly from the outside.
When Chi Jiao and Quan Jue heard the commotion, they looked at the door in unison.
Ye Yichen walked into the ward expressionlessly.
He glanced at Lu Xian, who was still sleeping on the bed, then his gaze landed on them.
Ye Yichen walked up to Quan Jue and Chi Jiao with an unfathomable look in his eyes. He smiled appropriately and warmly as he said, "I heard from the doctor that you're the ones who brought my wife to the hospital. Thank you."
His tone was natural, and his expression was invulnerable, making it impossible to tell what was wrong.
When Quan Jue saw that Ye Yichen was still pretending as if nothing had happened even at this point and was putting up an act in front of him, his lips curled into a mocking smile. "Your wife?"
The simple question was like a knife stabbing Ye Yichen's heart.
