"Why are you at the hospital? It's not working hours, is it?" Lu Fei asked.
An Ruoxi was just as puzzled about Lu Fei's appearance at the hospital, "Lu?"
She glanced at Wei Yu standing beside her, who seemed detached from everything, with his hands in his pockets and gaze wandering somewhere.
"Oh, Ruoxi is here too? Are you off work today, or did the company let you go?" Meng Jia walked slowly over to Lu Fei with a medical record in her hand, affectionately linking her arm with Lu Fei's, looking delicate and frail.
"What are you talking about!" An Ruoxi shot a sharp look at Meng Jia.
"An Ruoxi, aren't you leaving?" Wei Yu looked at his watch, finally turned around and called out, his tone full of displeasure.
"Humph!" An Ruoxi glared fiercely at Meng Jia, then strode over to Wei Yu's side, "Let's go."
