My Type

Yu Gangan was too embarrassed to speak straightforwardly. So, she hesitated and stuttered for a long time but couldn't reveal what had happened that night.

Suddenly, a male's voice sounded from the other end of the phone, "I am Jian Weiwei's family. How is the patient?"

Remembering that Song Chabai was still at the hospital, Yu Gangan did not continue, "Get back to work. Let's chat again when you come to my house tomorrow."

Once upon a time, someone once said that liking or loving a person was like being an explorer in the desert. To find water and a way out, one must rely on their own abilities.

...

Song Chabai was leaning against the wall. As she hung up her phone, she replied to the man in military uniform, "Are you Jian Weiwei's family? She is in the emergency room but her life isn't in danger...so don't worry."