On the other side, Yu Yuanshen was frowning and deep in thought at the payment counter.
Something's not right!
Especially thinking about how, after getting into the car earlier, because of anxiety and that lingering irritation in his heart, he deliberately had Qi Yue drive quickly, avoiding the overpass and driving through the city's traffic lights and flow.
Logically, missing one traffic light would likely cause a delay, missing two or three would definitely make it impossible to catch up.
How did He Qimo know he was at the Southern Fourth Hospital?
In fact, there was only a half-hour difference!
Unable to understand, Yu Yuanshen frowned as he filled out the hospital admission forms.
It was just, in a daze, when he reached the section to fill in the relationship with the patient as a contact person,
His pen hovered hesitantly.
Writing "friend" felt inaccurate.
Trying to write the more intimate "other" also didn't feel right.
