The room door closed with a "bang," completely isolating Hou Wendong's view.
Hou Wendong stood at the door, pricking up his ears, trying to hear what was being said inside.
However, the voices inside grew fainter and were completely inaudible.
Inside the ward, the atmosphere was equally heavy.
Feng Mu's gaze swept over the densely packed pinholes in the wall, his face gloomy enough to drip water: "The madam was attacked? Who did it?"
Feng Mu's murderous intent seemed to boil over, with an attitude suggesting that if he found the person, he'd swallow them whole, which made Li Hanyu feel increasingly warm.
Li Hanyu gestured for him to sit, her fingertip tapping lightly on the notebook:
"Someone impersonated you and came to the hospital, intending to..."
The cold light from the screen illuminated her eye sockets filled with gauze, as the video replayed the face identical to Feng Mu's.
