Huo Xiaoran's pupils suddenly constricted as his scrutinizing gaze landed on Qiao An's face.
Qiao An usually looked at a woman who was like a tiger, but she treated the Lu family as a big tiger.
Mother Lu clenched her fists at Qiao An's sharp tongue. "Qiao An, I kindly advised you to stay in the hospital for observation, but my good intentions were treated as ill intentions. It's up to you whether to stay or not. When your lungs are all infected, don't blame Jinghang Hospital for not treating you well."
She thought that her words would scare Qiao An because she had seen too many patients abandon their dignity in order to preserve their lives. She decided that the seriously ill Qiao An would also be at her mercy.
Unexpectedly, Qiao An said, "Qiao He, transfer me to another hospital."
Qiao An's words were full of information.
