She was still hesitating over whether to show up or not, but her phone kept buzzing, reminding her of all the messages in her Wechat group.
Tapping it open, An Xiaxia thought she was going to become an enemy of the state.
"Oh god! How bad is Young Master Ze's injury? Anan, why aren't you with your husband?!"
"Exactly! I'm like, condemning you here! Anan, that ain't right! I would be more than happy to take your place, just say the word!"
"Stop trying to be cute, that woman up there! I was in the hospital on a job with Editor Zhou and we found Young Master Ze alone in bed in a ward… Anan, have a heart!"
An Xiaxia: … He's not even my husband!
However, she had dug her grave, and she could only lie in it…
Picking up her bag, she hailed a taxi and hurried to the hospital.