The little wife, now radiant, was someone he didn't want to give up to anyone else. Just the thought of her with another man sent him into a rage like an incoming tide.
After getting out of the car, he slammed the door and rushed inside.
The corridor was bustling with people. Normally, he would have let others go first, but now he couldn't care less. He weaved nimbly through the crowd, using the agility he'd honed in the military. Upon noticing the elevator packed with people, he didn't hesitate to turn and dash towards the stairs at the emergency exit.
Gao Han's ward was on the fifth floor, and he ran up the stairs in one go, even faster than many would take the elevator.
Disregarding the astonished looks from those around him, he bolted from the staircase towards his little wife's ward.
He pushed open the door to the ward, and only when he saw that familiar figure did his heart finally settle down. It was only now that fatigue struck him, and his breathing became less steady.