Lin Zhiyi didn't know how long she had stood there until Liu He's call came in.
"Mom."
"Zhiyi, why did Old Mr. Gong ask me to take you to the hospital? What happened?" Liu He's voice was full of worry.
Lin Zhiyi looked up at the pale ceiling, fully aware of Old Mr. Gong's intentions.
She said somewhat helplessly, "Mom, it's nothing, just wait for me at the hospital."
"Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Zhiyi saw Xue Man approaching.
"What are you all doing? Why aren't you going to the meeting?"
Worried about causing trouble, everyone entered the conference room.
Lin Zhiyi walked up to Xue Man and apologized, "I'm sorry, President Xue, I would like to ask for some time off."
"Go ahead, deal with your matters first," Xue Man said, not blaming her. She glanced at her neck, took off her own scarf, and handed it to her, "Cover it up."