"Without thinking, he lifted his hand and pulled out the needle." Push me over to which ward you're in. "

"Ah, sir, I can push you over, but I can't pull the needle out." Seeing him move, the nurse rushed to stop him, but she was too slow, so Gong Sheng had already pulled out the needle.

"I'm fine. Your doctor always thought I wasn't fine." He had been lying in bed for ten months already, how could he be so delicate?

The nurse couldn't beat him, so she had to let him lie down and push him out along with the bed.

"Heart, the child is sleeping. You sleep for a while too. I'll go back and make some chicken soup for you. The people of our empire worship that when we give birth to children, we have to make up for it." Li Junfeng did not force her to agree. After coaxing the child to sleep, he prepared to go back to take An Xin's food.

Nodding her head, she was indeed very tired and wanted to sleep.

The moment Li Junfeng entered the elevator, he saw a nurse pushing a sickbed. He curiously glanced at the bed, but only briefly, adding on to the sickly white face of the palace saint and the fact that his hair was cut differently from usual, the first thing he felt was that the man looked familiar and he didn't recognize him.

However, Gong Sheng recognized Li Junfeng with a single glance, but didn't have the intention to speak with him.

At the level of the internal medicine ward, the nurse pushed Gongsheng out of the elevator, followed by Li Junfeng to the parking lot on the first floor.

Just like that, the two of them went their separate ways.

"Nurse, can I borrow your cell phone? "Just for a moment, let me make a call. It's urgent." He had never been able to get a phone because Tinch had been there twenty-four hours a day.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, the palace saint immediately thought of An Xin. He needed to find her quickly, he wanted to know if that was what she had said.

The nurse knew about his illness and also reminded him to use less of those things. It wasn't impossible, she didn't know that Butler Ding had always refused to let him touch the contents of the communication on his cell phone.

Looking at the handsome guy in front of her, the nurse quickly took out her phone and gave it to him, "Of course you can, but you can only call for a while. The doctor said you can't use it too much."

"Thank you." Gong Sheng received it with a pair of hands, his face still showing a layer of untainted iciness.

"Hello." As soon as the call connected, a feminine and polite voice sounded out.

"It's me." Gong Sheng spoke coldly.

"Immortal Palace? You are the Palace Sage, isn't that so? You are still alive. " On the other end of the phone, she seemed very excited when she heard the voice of the palace saint.

"It's me. Listen, my time is limited, I'm at the Charm Country's Holy Land Hospital. Send An Xin over to me." Gong Sheng knew, he knew what to do.

Hearing this, the other end of the phone immediately nodded, "I got it. These ten months, you don't know how I came here without any news of you. I'll personally deliver it to you."

"Alright." After saying that, Gong Sheng immediately hung up.

The nurse didn't know what he said because she wasn't good at Chinese.

After hanging up the phone, Gong Sheng felt much more at ease. Very soon, they would be able to meet again.

When they arrived at the door of the old CEO's ward, the nurse was about to push the palace sage, but he raised his hand, making her stop.

After staying in this sickbed for a while, Gong Sheng opened the door a bit, but didn't have any intention of entering. He just laid there like that.

After waking up, the old CEO saw that Dinki was still standing guard over him. He couldn't help but urge, "Dinki, why are you still here? Quickly go see the Palace Saint. I'm worried that you won't be by his side."