The taxi stopped at the hospital entrance, Mu Yan paid the fare, put on her sunglasses, and got out of the car.
She didn't look around and walked straight towards the hospital door.
The security around Jinxiu Villa had been strengthened again. When she came out, she ensured no one was following her. Plus, she hadn't had any recent works and exposure, so no one was tailing her.
Something she hadn't expected was that she just arrived at the hospital and bumped into Zhuang Shaoyang.
He was in a hurry, his face unshaven, and his shirt was rumpled, looking somewhat disheveled.
Zhuang Shaoyang sensed a familiar figure flashing past him, instinctively looked over and, seeing it was Mu Yan, he was slightly surprised, "Nuannuan, how come you're here?"
Mu Yan looked at him and asked, "I should be asking you that; didn't you return to Beijing?"
"Something happened to Jiaojiao. I rushed over from Beijing this morning," Zhuang Shaoyang replied.
"Is that so?"
