The pungent stench of antiseptic infiltrated her senses.

The VIP wards of the hospital were all on the top floor of the hospital and the corridors were usually quiet, with a few nurses passing by occasionally.

Dong Xu respectfully led the way in front and only stopped when he reached the door of Zhao Xinchen's ward. "Sister Jinyi, Mr. Zhao is staying in this ward."

Yan Jinyi nodded and suddenly asked, "Aren't you Tang Qing's subordinate?"

Dong Xu smiled sheepishly and scratched the back of his head with some nervousness before saying, "The world is round and so are networks of connections. Mr. Zhao is a famous heir so it's not that surprising that we know each other."

'That's true.'

Yan Jinyi pushed the door and entered, only to see Zhao Xinchen lying on the hospital bed.

He was leaning on the edge of the bed with an arm in a cast and his hair all messed up. He seemed haggard and disheveled too.