Qin Muyao sat beside the hospital bed, resting her chin on one hand, contemplating seriously for a while!
Suddenly, her eyes lit up, and she quickly picked up the phone that Mo Xuehong had placed beside the pillow, inputting a string of numbers. She left the ward, walked to the nurse's station, found the nurse who had called her earlier, smiled sweetly, and said softly, "Hello, nurse sister! I am a family member of Mo Xuehong! Do you remember the call you made to me just now?"
The nurse nodded, "Yes, I remember! Is there anything wrong? Is the patient feeling uncomfortable?"
Qin Muyao shook her head, still smiling harmlessly, "No! I just want to ask for a favor!"
The nurse asked in confusion, "What kind of favor?"
