Leng Youchen rushed to Nan City Hospital, where the soldiers conducting the investigation had just withdrawn. Leng Youchen hurried into the hospital, his hair blown into disarray by the wind. The hospital lobby was crowded, and everyone's faces bore an expression of alarm.
Clearly, the soldiers' search had caused quite a panic.
Upon witnessing this scene, Leng Youchen's heart sank. When he finally found the ward where Wei Anning was supposed to be, the nurse was tidying up the bed. Leng Youchen's hands at his sides clenched into fists, "Could you tell me where the patient has gone?"
"Discharged."
Not kidnapped, discharged?
Leng Youchen's taut nerves finally relaxed, only to feel a throbbing at his temples. He further inquired, "How is her health? Did she leave by herself?"
"Minor concussion, nothing serious. An Asian man carried her out of the hospital." The nurse responded truthfully, observing the tall, handsome Asian man before her.
