Su Lu bit her lip.
She still couldn't recall what she had dreamed about, only a vague mess, but that feeling of panic lingered in her heart, even though she had fully woken up.
Her heart felt as if it was tightly clutched by something.
Taking a deep breath, Su Lu said, "I, I want to go to the hospital."
These words made Zhao Ying a bit nervous, "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
As she spoke, Zhao Ying had already grabbed her cell phone and was ready to dial Shen Xun's number. She had already dialed the number when she saw Su Lu shake her head, "I'm not feeling unwell, don't worry. I'm just a bit concerned..."
Su Lu looked into Zhao Ying's eyes, her gaze straightforward.
There was a pause from Zhao Ying as she instantly understood what Su Lu meant.
She understood who she was worried about.
Zhao Ying remained silent, her first thoughts drawn to the two messages she had seen before going to bed.