That night, Ye Qinghao did not leave, but stayed in his car outside the hospital.
An entire night passed, and it wasn't until the next morning that An Lan's body seemed to be free of the drug, and she walked out of the hospital.
Her face was a bit pale, her steps unsteady, supported by Yu Jinghan as she came out of the hospital, she seemed to sense something and turned her head to look towards Ye Qinghao.
Ye Qinghao immediately shrank his body, hiding behind the car, not letting her see him.
An Lan withdrew her gaze and got into the car.
Sitting in the passenger seat, An Lan stared blankly ahead.
The events of last night were still flickering in her mind; even though she was drugged at the time, she was still carrying those memories.
She had entered the changing room and felt something was wrong, getting hotter inside, wanting to leave, but the door was locked from the outside.
It wasn't until later that the door opened, and she heard Ye Qinghao's voice.
