Su Jia endured the fear of not being able to see him temporarily, feeling like she had fallen into a bottomless pit, boundless, without an exit.
The call remained connected, but Lu Yanhe no longer responded to her words.
She vaguely heard him instruct his secretary to explain to the clients on his behalf, then his heavy footsteps grew increasingly quick, as if he was running.
Next was the sound of the car door opening and then closing.
The car must have been speeding, she heard the night wind howling fiercely, like a raging Demon roaring.
The streetlights flickered on and off due to the wind, soon it began to rain with rolling thunder.
After a blinding flash, the deafening thunder reached her ears, and the streetlights suddenly went out.
Su Jia panicked, holding her phone to light the way, trying to return to the hospital.
But whether it was by fate's design or sheer bad luck, after a dinging sound, her phone shut down due to low battery.
