Another kiss ended.
Qiao An noticed that Mu Jingxi was no longer angry.
She secretly felt smug, believing there was nothing a kiss couldn't solve when it came to appeasing her husband.
If there was, then two kisses would do.
......
Mu Jingnan drove straight to Situ Yunshu's apartment, only to find it empty.
Receiving a call from Feng Yushu, he turned around and walked out.
The hospital always smelled of disinfectant.
Feng Yushu saw Mu Jingnan and waved, "Jingnan, over here."
Mu Jingnan put down his phone and walked quickly over, "What's going on?"
"The doctor said there's no bed available. I'm at my wits' end and had to ask for your help."
Feng Yushu anxiously explained, "It's all in a rush, and I didn't know who else to turn to. Jingnan, I know you can help, sorry to trouble you again."
"It's fine." Mu Jingnan picked up his phone and made a call.
Soon after, the director came over in person.
"Second Master, why come in person? A phone call would've sufficed."
