In the car.
Qiao Nian pulled out her cell phone the moment she got into the car and started typing away, seeming to be very focused on chatting with someone.
Ye Wangchuan had one hand on the steering wheel while the other arm rested by the window. He appeared carefree, unlike his domineering presence just now. He asked the girl beside him, "Where are we going later?"
Qiao Nian had just replied to Liang Bowen's messages and looked up upon hearing his question. She thought for a moment before saying, "Home. I want to check on something."
She had gone to the hospital to visit Uncle Chen in the morning. Uncle Chen's legs weren't in good condition, and she had spoken to the specialist about it. The specialist said that Uncle Chen had been bedridden all this time, and his bones were starting to degenerate. If this went on, it would be impossible for Uncle Chen to undergo surgery in the future even if technology was sufficiently advanced by then.
She had looked through the information about muscle and bone degeneration from being bedridden long-term. Uncle Chen's situation was rather complicated, so many case studies that she had found were not actually applicable.
Qiao Nian wanted to look for other similar cases online.
"Mm." Ye Wangchuan singlehandedly reversed the car.
The Phaeton was rather spacious on the inside, and he saw that Qiao Nian was not wearing very thick clothing today. It was cold out, and she was only in a simple hoodie and a cap. She didn't look cold, but she was curled up slightly, so he was unsure if she was.
He raised a brow and retracted his arm resting by the window, rolling the window back up. Then, he discreetly turned on the air-conditioning.
This car model of Jiang Li's was specially modified by a 4S store. Everything in the car was of the best and latest edition.
Even the air-conditioning!
The air was warm and comfortable, not the least bit stuffy.
Qiao Nian initially had not noticed his little gestures. But all of a sudden, she realized that her neck wasn't feeling as cold anymore, and when she looked up, she saw that the window had been rolled up. She pursed her lips and did not say a word, but deep down she felt something.
Suddenly.
The cell phone that he'd placed by the side rang.
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