Yang manqin looked at Nan jiateng on the bed and said to Cha Qingluo in a low voice,""Let's talk outside. "
"Oh ..."
Cha Qing Luo looked at Nan jiateng reluctantly and followed yang manqin out of the ward to talk.
Actually, other than going to the washroom, her gaze never left Nan jiateng.
Nan jiateng's subordinates arranged a resting room for father Cha so that he could rest.
It was also in the middle of the night that they used the Nan family's identity to choose this resting room.
Mr. Cha was still young, and he had been injured before. Now, he had come to protect the young master at night. His body would definitely not be able to take it.
Mr. Cha didn't force himself. His body really couldn't take it. If he lay down next to him, he would be able to get the news of Nan jiateng immediately, and he would be at ease.
