An Muxin climbed up from the ground, wiped away her tears, and sneered coldly at Huo Shaoyan, "Say whatever you want. Anyway, the more you don't want to marry me, the more determined I am to go through with it."
After she finished speaking and was about to leave, Huo Shaoyan yanked her back onto the big bed. Her hands and feet were tied up with a tie, rendering her completely immobile in an instant. An Muxin was shaking with rage.
But Huo Shaoyan didn't even look at her. Instead, he made a phone call right in front of her. He was calling Dr. Huo Nuan, the chief physician in the obstetrics and gynecology department at Jingcheng Hospital.
Once the call connected, he got straight to the point, "Aunt, could you spare some time to come to Huangchao Hotel?"
Huo Nuan had just finished breakfast and was about to head to the hospital for work. She didn't quite understand what Huo Shaoyan meant, "Is there something you need?"