The next few days, Bai Zhi's life finally quieted down.
She should have been enjoying days with no one disturbing her, but instead she felt inexplicably uneasy, like the calm before a storm, making her panic.
Sure enough, a woman's sixth sense is the most accurate.
Right when she was about to get off work, she suddenly received a call from Duan Xingzhou.
"Bai Zhi, my brother's been hospitalized."
Not caring about where she was, Bai Zhi shot to her feet in shock. "What happened to him?"
"He'd just finished a meeting this afternoon, hadn't even gotten back to his office when he fainted. They sent him to the hospital, said it's due to overwork." Duan Xingzhou let out a soft sigh. "He's been working like crazy lately, hasn't gone home for several days in a row—when he's tired he just crashes in the office. All these years, I've never seen him like this."
Bai Zhi walked out of the office, leaned against the corridor wall, and covered her mouth to keep herself from crying out loud.
