This Face Was Somewhat Familiar

"I don't know."

Xu Nian returned to his previous indifferent attitude, and after checking Qin Jian's body, he directly pushed the door open and walked out.

Listening to the footsteps that gradually grew further and further away, Su Qinglian's nose soured as two lines of clear tears fell down.

Lin Hua rushed out of the hospital, but just as he returned to his car, his phone rang.

"Mister Lin, the patient you sent is awake …"

The call was from the hospital.

Lin Hua looked at the time on his wrist while holding his phone, after a moment of hesitation, he anxiously got out of the car.

In the ward, the man was already awake. He was sitting in front of the bed, carefully searching for something in his backpack.

"Are you looking for this?"

Lin Hua took out a letter from his pocket and threw it in front of the man.

"You saw it?"