256 Just need one person_1

Lan Rong coughed weakly, "That... your little green plum, there seems to be some trouble."

As soon as Lan Rong finished speaking, he heard the sound of several wine bottles being knocked over.

He couldn't help but frown, "Why are you drinking so much again? Have you really not listened to a single word the doctor told you?"

Jiang Jinran didn't pay him any mind and hung up the phone.

Lan Rong, hearing the busy tone, was so annoyed that he couldn't speak for a long while.

Meanwhile, the Cullinan slowly came to a stop at the entrance of the hospital.

Zhou Jingwei wore an aura of sharp and somber elegance that betrayed no sign of laxity.

His eyes were cool and restrained as he walked in silence towards the elevator.

Zhao Hanchen had already sent him Cheng Weiyue's room number, with a thoughtful addition at the end: there's nothing to worry about.

Nothing to worry about?

What counts as nothing to worry about?

His little Moon shouldn't even be in a place like a hospital.