Her mind was a blank, she hadn't thought of anything.
If possible, she just hoped Ma Luosong would be quickly taken to the hospital and then be saved.
And for her, just let it be like this.
...
The next day, the President Mansion prepared a family banquet.
Mr. President Huai Fujiang and Vice President Ou Deye sat together. Ou Deye glanced at the door and then expressed his dissatisfaction, "What time is it already, why hasn't Feng Yueming arrived? Is he doing it on purpose? How big of a show is he putting on, making the two of us wait for him?"
A spark flashed in Huai Fujiang's eyes, but he smiled, "Commander Feng's temper is just like that. Let's wait a little longer."
"That's right. My second brother is not doing it on purpose. He's just too busy. He's in charge of such a large army. If the Vice President could talk less and do more real work, helping my second brother, he wouldn't be late," Huangfu Jianchen interjected at this point.