Squeak!
The eye-catching Maybach quickly pulled into the hospital.
Song Tian Mo got out of the car, swiftly opened the back door, and lifted someone out. Liu Shao Xuan craned his neck to see, and sure enough, it was Ling Fei.
"Up to the third floor for a check-up!"
At these words, Song Tian Mo quickly made his way to the third floor while carrying Ling Fei, not missing a step.
Ling Fei was laid on a bed and pushed into the examination room. Song Tian Mo was blocked outside, his lips pursed as he stared at the closed door of the examination room, his eyes piercingly sharp.
Liu Shao Xuan stood next to him: "Don't worry, maybe we were wrong."
He reached out and patted Song Tian Mo's shoulder.
Song Tian Mo didn't respond.
He pulled a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and blew a cloud of smoky mist into the air.
These past few days, he had significantly cut down on his smoking. Although Ling Fei never mentioned it, he knew she disliked the smell of cigarettes.