Ya Shitian was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.
Ye Anqi didn't know what kind of stone he had swallowed, she was really afraid that something might happen to Ya Shitian.
But to say Ya Shitian wanted to commit suicide, she didn't believe it.
Someone as strong as him, how could he easily commit suicide.
But then again, perhaps...
Ye Anqi stood at the door of the operating room, anxiously waiting for the result.
A suit was suddenly draped over her shoulders.
Timothy hugged her, "Come with me to the lounge. Standing here won't help, someone will notify us if there's news."
Ye Anqi didn't want to leave, but she couldn't make Timothy unhappy.
Otherwise, it's very likely he wouldn't let her stay.
She followed him to the lounge.
Timothy poured a cup of hot water for her.
Ye Anqi's hands were ice cold, holding the hot water made her feel much better.
