This scent caused Su Fanxing to frown slightly, unable to help herself from turning her head to look in the direction of the sound.
What her gaze fell upon was a woman wearing a pure white tassel dress, her hair loose, with a countenance that would probably score a seven out of ten, and who appeared gentle enough.
Uncle Lin was standing not far behind her, and clearly, he had just been waiting outside the hospital room. Seeing this woman arrive, he had followed her inside.
True to expectations, the next second Uncle Lin quickly stepped forward to Lin Tianyu, his face filled with guilt, "I'm sorry, Eldest Young Master, I have already spoken to Miss Wen, but she wouldn't stop and insisted on coming in."
Miss Wen?
The surname that usually sounded so gentle, why did it suddenly seem to carry a hint of tea flavor when it appeared at this time?