"President Ye..."
"President Ye, it's such a relief that you're alright..."
In Jinghe District, inside the hospital room of Holy Heart Hospital, stood numerous executives from Ye International in suits and ties.
On the hospital bed in front, Ye Lan was in a patient's gown, her face slightly pale.
"Creak~"
Before she could say anything, the hospital room door slowly opened, revealing Ye Shiyu outside, her head lowered, her whole body shrouded in shadows, yet her face was extremely pale.
Her foot was in a cast, and she was leaning on a crutch.
"..."
The crowd turned their heads, originally intending to greet her, but upon seeing her condition, found themselves speechless.
Seeing this, Ye Lan softly said,
"All of you, please leave."
"Oh, alright..."
The crowd nodded, turned around, and left, one by one passing by Ye Shiyu.
The last person to leave even considerately closed the door for Ye Shiyu.
"..."
Thus, the room was left with just the mother and daughter.
