321 is really pretty bad_1
Qiao Dongyang leaned against the wall, motionless.
He hadn't followed Qiao Zhengchong inside, looking at the ceiling, seemingly lost in thought.
"Qiao!" Zheng Xiyuan hurried over, with Lin Pan following closely behind. Glancing toward the ward, he asked, gasping for air, "My aunt is alright now, isn't she?"
Qiao Dongyang shook his head, his expression indifferent, "There's no danger to her life."
"Whew, that scared me to death." Zheng Xiyuan sighed in relief, patting his chest. Seeing that Qiao hadn't gone in, he decided to sit down and asked in a low voice, "What's going on here? She was fine, how could she suddenly become like this?"
She was fine,
It seemed that's what everyone thought.
Suddenly, Qiao Dongyang's lips curled into a cold laugh.
The laugh stunned Zheng Xiyuan, "Hey, don't scare me. It's creepy. What's actually going on?"
Qiao Dongyang looked at him, his eyes emanating coldness like frost, "You ask me, but whom shall I ask?"
Zheng Xiyuan: "..."