Why couldn't it be...
Zhuo Nanheng continued to clench her fists so tightly that her fingertips were so close that they pierced into her skin. She did not even feel it.
Wen Ruoqing felt that someone was looking at her, and the gaze was getting stronger and stronger, which made people feel more and more frightened.
Wen Ruoqing turned and looked over, but Zhuo Annan quickly retreated and hid, so Wen Ruoqing saw nothing.
"What's wrong?" Night Timekeeper frowned slightly when he saw her movement.
"I feel like someone is watching us. Let's go, let's go back first." Although Wen Ruoqing didn't find anyone, she felt a little uneasy in her heart.
Wen Ruoqing's eyes narrowed, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she took her and left the hospital quickly.
At this moment, in the ward, Old Mr. Ye's cell phone suddenly rang a few times.
When Old Mr. Ye turned on his mobile phone and saw a few pictures on it, he was so angry that he almost threw his mobile phone.