Qiao Zhiyi had been living in the hospital for the past few days, and He Na even came to care about her love life.
To her colleagues, it was abnormal that she did not go home, but what was even more abnormal was that her considerate husband had not shown up at all.
Three days, and not even a bouquet of flowers.
"I just saw an incredibly poised woman downstairs, looking just like a model. That face, so sophisticated."
"No matter how poised and sophisticated, she still comes here to have children, lying down for us to examine."
"Don't say that. Hey, here she comes. Look."
Qin Mengsha walked in high heels, wearing a tight black dress that made her exposed skin strikingly contrast with the dark fabric. Mainly, it was her long arms and legs, and the sharp angles of her facial features that made her seem slightly unapproachable.
The duty nurse felt that this woman's aura was somewhat similar to Doctor Qiao's husband.