241: Slap in the face, who told you Wen Lan died?_5

Upon hearing this, Situ Jingliang squinted his eyes and then said, "Let's go, let's check out the hospital."

Situ Jingliang understood Mu Qingli.

He also knew she was a person of great loyalty and affection.

Such a loyal and affectionate person wouldn't have the heart to be merry with others when her good friend was being cremated, let alone allow those from the Underground City to misunderstand her.

So there must be some hidden story here.

The secret must be concealed within this hospital.

Situ Jingliang and his assistant stepped into the hospital.

By the time they emerged again, an hour had passed.

Situ Jingliang's face was noticeably paler than when he had gone in.

His assistant, with a face full of anxiety, followed behind him, "Sir, be careful, there are steps ahead."

Situ Jingliang didn't say a word and walked step by step into the snowstorm.

The assistant looked at his back and sighed quietly.

The master is really too pitiable.

He only met two women in his life.