C882 Is This Little House More Important or Is Everyone More Important

After entering the ward, Ye Yunxiao closed the door and walked into the ward with Qian Shuangyue.

The ward was a suite, and there were two people in it. One of them was lying on the bed, and the other was sitting by the side of the bed. His eyes were red, obviously from crying.

"Brother!" The woman in her thirties who was crying immediately stood up when she saw Qian Shuangyue