After asking for the hospital's address, Chen Anxin hung up the phone.
However, she felt somewhat dazed and lost.
Cheng Yuansen.
This biological father of hers, who had never truly been a father to her, was now suddenly in critical condition.
Chen Anxin had no idea how she should feel about this.
Sad? She couldn't say so, as her hatred for Cheng Yuansen made it impossible to mourn him.
But to say she felt nothing was not entirely true either; her hate wasn't so deep that she wished for his immediate death.
Chen Anxin felt a bit irritated. She flipped through her contacts list, looking for someone to accompany her, since she had never dealt with such a situation and had no idea how to handle it.
But after looking through it, she realized that aside from calling her assistant, she really didn't know whom to ask.
No one seemed appropriate.
Forget it.