The corridor of a VIP high-rise ward in the Chyna Hospital was quiet.

Xiao Dao pushed Loki's wheelchair with both her hands. After leaving the elevator, she looked at Song Yunxuan with some hesitation in the eyes. "Yunxuan…"

She hesitated to speak.

Song Yunxuan looked over and saw her hesitant expression, frowning gently. "What's wrong?"

"There is suddenly something wrong with my stomach…" She was holding the armrest of Loki's ...