But Yu Chiyan did not answer.
Undeterred, Su Yaoyao sat up and called him again.
The phone rang for more than ten seconds, and just when Su Yaoyao thought Yu Chiyan wouldn't answer, the call connected.
"Hello, who is this?"
A woman's sweet and soft voice came from inside.
Su Yaoyao was stunned. That voice... was Su Qingqing's.
"Hello?"
Seeing that she didn't speak, Su Qingqing's voice rang out again.
Su Yaoyao's mind was in a panic. She hung up the phone without saying a word, almost in a disheveled state.
Yu Chiyan left in such a hurry because he was with Su Qingqing.
Why……
Su Yaoyao closed her eyes and leaned weakly against the bedside table.
Her heart ached so badly that her body trembled uncontrollably. A wave of sadness and exhaustion enveloped her, making it difficult for her to even breathe.
Su Yaoyao didn't want to cry because she was too tired and exhausted, but for some reason, tears just flowed uncontrollably.
Fine, I'll indulge myself one more time.
After tonight, I will never shed another tear for Yu Chiyan.
Not worth it...
Su Yaoyao thought to herself, but she never imagined that this was just the beginning.
...
Meanwhile, Su Qingqing looked at the phone that had just been hung up and a smile appeared on her face.
She quickly deleted all the call messages with Su Yaoyao and then sat down on a bench in the hospital corridor.
Yu Chiyan went to pay the bill, and in his panic, he dropped his phone on the chair, which gave her the chance to receive Su Yaoyao's call.
Seeing the red light on in the emergency room, Su Qingqing showed no worry; instead, a faint smile played on her lips.
It would be better if the old man really died...
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