The building's underground garage.
Ding-dong!
The elevator doors opened, and Qing Jiao rushed out, his face tense as he swiftly scanned his surroundings to confirm if there were any ambushes.
The garage was dim, with only a faint light at the center, making it appear vast and silent.
Qing Jiao pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number.
"Hello, this is Longdu's First Private Hospital Care Center Service Department, may I ask whom you are looking for?"
"My surname is Jiang. I am a client of your care center, and my daughter, Jiang Miaomiao, is a patient there. I want to know how she is doing?"
"Uh, Mr. Jiang, your daughter, she..."
"What's wrong?"
Qing Jiao sensed that something was off, the nurse's tone seemed anxious, as if very nervous.
"Give me the phone!"
On the other end of the phone, a man's voice came through, seemingly commanding the nurse.
Shortly, the call changed hands.
"Qing Jiao, where are you?"