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He Jing's ward was on the 18th floor. As it was almost noon, there were many people taking the elevator. While the three of them were waiting to arrive on their floor, they were forced to press their backs against the elevator wall. Xia Jinyuan wanted to block for Ye Jian a few times, but in the end, this ruthless soldier on the battlefield could only give in in front of the commoners.

Ye Jian looked at the two men who were almost clinging to the wall of the elevator. She pursed her lips and smiled unkindly. When they reached the eighth floor, a pot-bellied man squeezed in. As the elevator made a long beeping sound, the people in the elevator were squeezed by the man again.

Xia Jinyuan and Li Jinnian were already squeezed against the wall. This was probably the first time they were squeezed like this in an elevator. For a moment, their facial expressions were tense as if they were in chaos.