Chu Jinzhao turned on the light and gazed tenderly at her face, "If you're not at ease, we can call the hospital and ask."
Nie Yunjun nodded, "Mhm."
Then she sat on the bed, watching as Chu Jinzhao took out his phone and dialed a number.
After a round of inquiries, the person on the line said, "Xiaozhi has already gone to sleep, I just went to check, and he's sleeping soundly. We will protect him, please rest assured, President Chu and Miss Nie."
Afterward, the nurse taking care of Xiaozhi even sent a special photo of Xiaozhi sleeping peacefully.
Seeing Xiaozhi's face looking normal, with eyes tightly closed as if deeply asleep in the photo, Nie Yunjun finally felt relieved.
"What could it have been?" She touched her chest, where her heart was still pounding fiercely, and looked at Chu Jinzhao with a blank expression, "I suddenly feel a bit sad."