Wang Yuan was in a meeting at work when she suddenly felt a tightness in her chest, as if something were about to happen. The door was pushed open from outside, "Director Wang, there is an urgent matter from the hospital for you."
The hospital?
Could it be that there was news about her daughter?
Wang Yuan hurriedly stood up, apologized to the people below, and rushed out.
Those who knew her well also knew that she had been looking for her daughter, who had been missing for over twenty years. Of course, most people had long since lost hope.
After all, it had been more than twenty years and she hadn't been found. No one knew if that child was alive or dead.
But they didn't dare to say this to Wang Yuan.
Wouldn't that be courting disaster?
Wang Yuan got to the office, and it was indeed Director Xing calling, "Can you come to the hospital now?"
Director Xing's voice was somewhat urgent.
"What's the matter? Do you have news about my daughter?" Wang Yuan asked hurriedly.
