Early next morning, Song Yinyin was discharged from the hospital.
Lu Jihan couldn't resist her mixed tactics of persuasion and had to take her to the hospital to visit President Shi Mai'er.
President Shi Mai'er's complexion was still not very good.
His respiratory and swallowing systems had been eroded by the snake venom, and he couldn't recover in a short time, needing a period of rest.
His complexion showed a haggard pallor, his lips were slightly dry, his brows tightly knitted, and there were still several tubes attached to him.
Song Yinyin didn't expect that in just a few hours of not seeing him, the originally energetic and noble elder had become so fragile and weak...
Yesterday, if the murderer had succeeded, perhaps this great figure would have just fallen and never woken up again.
Thinking of this, Song Yinyin's heart couldn't help but tighten.
