She looked at the ceiling, looked at her dull eyes for a while, then turned her head and looked at Han Jingnian lying on the hospital bed not far away.

She stared at him for a long time, and when she saw her eyes sore, she withdrew her gaze, then quietly got out of bed and left the ward with her cell phone.

There were a few windows in the corridor that were not closed. Although Beijing had already entered spring, the temperature at night was still a little cool. The wind came out, and Xia Wan'an couldn't help but tremble. Then he looked around and found that there was no one, so he shrank his neck, held his cell phone and flipped out.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, and Lin Chen probably fell asleep. After the phone was connected, it rang several times before he was answered.

Soon, Lin Chen's sleepy voice came from inside: "Little President?"

As the words were finished, Lin Chen quickly realized that it was late at night, and the next second he came to his senses: "Little President, you called me in the middle of the night. Is there anything wrong?"

"Well..." When the words came to her mouth, Xia Wan'an hesitated for a moment, but soon, she suppressed the fluctuations in her heart and said, "Lin Chen, please book tickets for me now."

"Ah? Didn't you say you wanted to stay for a while? Why did you suddenly leave?"

As Lin Chen's puzzled voice came, Xia Wan'an heard the sound of him turning on the computer, and then Lin Chen asked again: "Which day will I order?"

Xia Wan'an pursed the corners of her lips: "Today."

"Today? Is it so urgent?" Lin Chen muttered, and said, "Or what tomorrow is, today's no first class..."

Before Lin Chen finished speaking, Xia Wan'an interrupted his voice excitedly: "If there is no first class, then it is economy class. In short, I will leave today and have the earliest flight!"

Lin Chen noticed that Xia Wan'an's tone was a little wrong. He didn't say much and quickly booked the ticket for Xia Wan'an. After informing Xia Wan'an of the flight, he couldn't help asking: "Little President, are you... okay?"

Xia Wan'an's fingertips holding the phone were trembling extremely violently. She didn't reply to Lin Chen's words, but she was silent for a few seconds before hanging up the phone.

She stood at the window, facing the night wind, and blew for a long time, until her whole body was cold from the inside to the outside, and her legs were numb when she stood, and then she returned to the ward with stiff steps.

…

Lin Chen booked Xia Wan'an the earliest flight, the plane was 6:50 in the morning.

After Xia Wan'an returned to the ward, she did not go back to bed to sleep, but walked to the edge of the ward, as if she wanted to see Han Jingnian completely, staring at him without blinking.

It was not until the phone she was holding vibrated that she moved her gaze away from Han Jingnian's face and landed on the screen of the phone.

It was a text message from Lin Chen telling her that she had arrived downstairs of the hospital.

Xia Wan'an held the phone hard, pursed the corners of her lips tightly, then walked to the side with her hands and feet, pulled her suitcase, took her bag, and left the ward.

Arriving on the first floor, Xia Wan'an had just come out of the elevator. Lin Chen, who was waiting in the lobby, came up to him, picked up her suitcase, and walked out of the inpatient department. Lin Chen first opened the door of the car, waited for Xia Wan'an to get in the car before opening the trunk and putting the suitcase in.

The road conditions at four o'clock in the morning were particularly smooth. It took only 40 minutes to arrive at Capital International Airport.
Chapter completed!