Mu Bai grabbed An Ying by the collar, "Get lost. Whatever it is, I'll take it on alone."
An Ying was pushed back two steps, retreating to the door. He remained expressionless and stepped forward again, blocking Mu Bai's path.
At that moment, Lan Ling's voice came from across the room, "An Ying, let her go in."
An Ying glanced at Lan Ling and saw her signal him with her eyes. He pursed his lips and stepped aside to clear the way for Mu Bai.
Mu Bai's sharp gaze swept across An Ying's serious and indifferent face, his eyes filled with anger. Then he took Rongrong by the hand and walked into the hospital ward. Rongrong looked back at An Ying and Lan Ling. She had never had much affection for these two capable assistants of Mu Qian.
She curved her lips into a smile with an unclear meaning, "Heh, you guys are in big trouble this time. No matter how careful you are, how vigilant, Zhuang Xiaowan is as good as dead. When Mu Qian goes berserk, won't it be your lives he's after?"
