Early at six in the morning, Li Qiao returned to the hotel near the hospital.
Yun Lih followed her to the door of the room, his right hand clutching the lapel of his suit jacket and draping it over his shoulder, "You rest well, and I'll let you know in time if there's any news from the hospital."
The bodyguard swiped the card to open the door, and Li Qiao turned her head to meet his gaze, "Take good care of her."
Yun Lih smirked, "Don't worry, her family is here, and with me too, it's unlikely that she won't be well taken care of."
Li Qiao looked at him with a heavy gaze, the word "thank you" lingering on her lips but never spoken.
Seeing Li Qiao's intention, Yun Lih simply reached out to tousle her hair, his Adam's apple bobbing twice, "When are you leaving?"
"Soon."
Hearing this, Yun Lih nodded in understanding and tilted his chin towards the door, "Got it, go and rest."
Li Qiao pursed her lips, withdrew her gaze, and ultimately said nothing as she stepped into the room.
