Su Nanzhi had one.
But she felt that if she spoke out, Jiang Beiyu could instantly ascend to heaven right on the spot.
"Mr. Jiang, why don't you go home now and take a shower? The hospital smell is really not nice."
Su Nanzhi was sincerely offering a suggestion.
If it had not been for An Yunhuai lying unconscious in bed, she would have packed up and gone home the moment she awoke.
Ordinary people wouldn't like living in a hospital either.
Jiang Beiyu thought this young girl really had no conscience.
But he didn't leave.
"Anyway, I'm already used to the smell; it doesn't make much difference now."
Actually, it did matter.
Jiang Beiyu needed to confirm the number of participants in the semifinals and tomorrow's route and timing, as well as the accommodation for the night.
The location of this year's semifinals was in Beijing, but Beijing was big, and the competition site was in the boonies of South City.
