Seeing this, Xia Wan immediately stood up and walked quickly toward the door of the ward. But when she was about to reach the door, she suddenly stopped and began to pace back and forth at the door, hesitating.
Through the crack in the door, she nervously observed the movements inside the room.
Guo Zhen struggled to raise his hand, picked up the thermos on the bedside table, poured himself a cup of hot water, and then tilted his head back to drink it all in one gulp.
Seeing this, Xia Wan finally felt a little relieved. She took a deep breath and turned to leave.
Just then, Guo Zhen's slightly weak but still loud voice came from inside the house: "Go to the state-run restaurant and buy some food. I haven't eaten all morning, I'm starving!"
As he spoke, he slammed the teacup he was holding onto the table.
Upon hearing the order, the person standing to the side quickly nodded and replied, "Okay, Mr. Guo, how about I bring you a bowl of porridge and three steamed buns?"
However, Guo Zhen seemed a little impatient. He waved his hand casually and said, "Whatever, just buy whatever you want."
After receiving the instructions, the assistant nodded again and then quickly turned and left.
Xia Wan, who had been hiding not far away, quickly moved a few steps to the side, while deliberately lowering her head to straighten the hem of her clothes, pretending that she had just passed by.
After seeing the person slowly walk down the stairs, she carefully returned to the ward door.
Time passed by, and after about five minutes, she finally noticed that Guo Zhen's expression was not quite right.
He looked somewhat dazed, his brows furrowed, and he kept rubbing his head as if he had a splitting headache.
There was no one else in the ward at that time.
Seeing this excellent opportunity, Xia Wan took a deep breath, tiptoed, and quietly entered the ward like a nimble cat.
She deliberately let her long, glossy black hair fall down, the smooth strands cascading down her cheeks like a waterfall, almost completely obscuring her delicate face.
Walking to the bedside, she bent down slightly and tentatively asked in a soft voice, "Deputy Factory Director Guo?"
Hearing the call, Guo Zhen raised his head in confusion, but his gaze was unfocused. He just stared blankly ahead, his lips tightly closed, without saying a word.
Seeing his appearance, Xia Wan was secretly delighted. It seemed that the information provided by the system was indeed correct, and everything was proceeding smoothly according to plan.
After confirming that no one was around, Xia Wan gently closed the ward door and locked it from the inside.
Then, she quickly reached into her pocket and pulled out a small, exquisite tape recorder.
The tape recorder has an exquisite appearance, and the buttons on it gleam with a faint light.
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