Luo Ye and Zhao Qianqian returned just as Ouyang Zijing was wheeled out of the operating room. Seeing Ouyang Zijing's exhausted look, Zhao Qianqian lowered her head and followed the nurse toward the ward. Liu Ailing hurriedly caught up, grabbed her hand, and comfortingly squeezed it.
Zhao Qianqian forced a smile, kept her head down, and continued walking silently.
Xing Nong pulled Luo Ye aside, frowning slightly: "Luoluo, what exactly did she want from you? Why do I feel like her expression isn't quite right?"
"We'll talk about it later." Luo Ye glanced at Zhan Hao, Wu Zetian, and others standing outside the door, "Things here aren't convenient for you to get involved in. Why don't you go tend to your own tasks?"
Zhan Hao thought for a bit, then stood up: "We'll head out first then." Seeing Wu Zetian and Liu Xing still hesitating, he dragged them away.
"Boss..." Wu Zetian struggled to turn his head back, "Luoluo..."
