The next day, Zhao Rui and Song Qing had class and happened to meet at the entrance of the hospital. Just after exchanging greetings, Song Qing exclaimed and then tightly grabbed Zhao Rui's arm, stuttering without being able to speak.
"What are you doing? Why do you have that expression, did you see a ghost?" Zhao Rui's arm hurt from being grabbed, and while trying to pry Song Qing's hand off, she gritted her teeth and shouted.
"Lin Su'er, Lin Su'er!" Song Qing pointed and continued to shout.
Zhao Rui followed the direction of Song Qing's finger and indeed saw Lin Su'er, and immediately scolded, "Didn't Lin Su'er say she'd be coming to work at the hospital today? Is your reaction really necessary?"
"No, you didn't see which car she got out of, did you?" Song Qing pointed again at a car approaching the two of them.
"Wow, a Bentley!" Zhao Rui's eyes lit up, and then she opened her eyes wide, saying, "Are you saying... Lin Su'er came in a Bentley?"