Chapter 17: Denying Responsibility After the Fact (Part 1)_1
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In less than half an hour, Song Youman rushed to the hospital.
Before Xia Wan'an even opened the door to her hospital room, she could hear Song Youman's voice calling out for "An'an".
The door was pushed open forcefully and then closed with the same amount of force. Just like a magical practitioner, in the blink of an eye, Song Youman was by Xia Wan'an's side: "An'an, where exactly are you hurt?"
"An'an, how did you get injured out of the blue?"
"An'an..."
Lying on the hospital bed and unable to move easily, Xia Wan'an finally looked at Song Youman when she reached out to touch her forehead, and was nearly shocked by what she saw: "Manman, why did you come here looking like this?"
Song Youman had a facial mask on her face, curlers in her hair, and was still wearing the clothes from the hair salon...
"And you are blaming me? When I got your call, I was scared to death, you know? Thank God your injuries are not that serious..." While speaking, Song Youman began to examine Xia Wan'an's back: "Although it doesn't look serious, it's actually quite severe. This large area has turned purple... How could you possibly have hurt yourself like this..."
Xia Wan'an didn't respond, but she felt a sudden warmth in her heart. Then she thought about the phone call she made to Han Jingnian. Her husband, who should be the closest person to her in this world, treated her so coldly and indifferently. The corners of her eyes stung and she was about to burst into tears.
Realizing something was wrong, Song Youman leaned in closer to Xia Wan'an, scrutinizing her, then without a second thought asked: "Did you call him?"