The hard work paid off, and the next afternoon, a man wearing a black mask sneaked into the inpatient building.

Song Xiangnan scanned it from beginning to end with her 24K real aluminum alloy eyes, and basically determined that this man dressed in a sneaky way was Han Zhen.

It's just that there is only Han Zhen, but there is no Liang Jing.

In less than a second, Song Xiangnan made a decision to follow and take a look.

Because, Han Zhen actually held the words in his hands.

The flowers were lilies and roses, and they were given to young women at first glance.

She quickly rolled her wheelchair and entered the elevator just as the doors were about to close.

In addition to Han Zhen, there were three other people in the elevator.

A man and a woman who look like a husband and wife and an aunt who is about forty or fifty years old.

After Song Xiangnan came in, the elevator door closed.

She glanced and saw that the elevators were pressed three floors each.

Song Xiangnan and Song Xiangbei are very good sisters and brothers, and she often comes to the hospital here.

So, she clearly understands that these floors represent surgery, internal medicine and obstetrics and gynecology respectively.

According to Song Xiangbei's pregnancy, plus the man carried a thermos pot to deliver chicken soup.

It seems that according to the floor of the obstetrics and gynecology department, nine times out of ten it is Han Zhen.

Sherlock Holmes stole a glance at Han Zhen, and when he saw him with his head down and didn't look around, he knew that he wasn't worried about others recognizing him here.

After all, he is a boss, not a star.

People who can know him, except for gossip reporters, really don't know who he is.

It's a pity that I met her Song Xiangnan.

Soon, the other three people reached the floor and left.

Only Han Zhen and Song Xiangnan, who were in a wheelchair, were left, and as soon as the elevator door opened, Han Zhen was still very gentlemanly and made a move to let Ms. Song Xiangnan invite first.

Song Xiangnan secretly slandered in his stomach, the old lady wants to follow you, see which ward you go to, just go by yourself.

However, he said thank you with a smile on his face.

Then he slowly pushed it out, and when he came out, he first looked left and right, and then bent down again, pretending to arrange his shoelaces.

Waiting, I waited until Han Zhen got out of the elevator and turned right directly, walked outside a ward, and then walked in.

As soon as Song Xiangnan saw Han Zhen enter the ward, he quickly got up from his wheelchair.

By the way, she also picked up the camera that had been hidden behind her, and trotted to the door of the ward where Han Zhen entered.

Then I tried to check the inside of the glass window, but found that the glass window was blocked by a curtain.

It's so tightly covered that you can't see everything inside clearly.

Thinking of the possible relationship between Han Zhen and the girls in this ward, Song Xiangnan felt uncomfortable digging his heart and lungs.

He put his whole head directly on the door panel of the ward, and his ears were tightly pressed, but it was useless, and he couldn't hear the sound inside.

This made Song Xiangnan jump up and down in a hurry, trying his best, but to no avail.

She couldn't wait to open the door directly, rushed in to take a few photos, and then asked about the patient's relationship with Han Zhen.

Song Xiangnan's eyes suddenly lit up with this thought.

Like, this method can be tried!

She put her hand on the handle and slowly pressed the doorknob, and the slight sound of the lock being opened made Song Xiangnan's heart beat violently.

This was for nervousness, and then she took a deep breath and squeezed her other hand to smash her son.

The moment he tried to push the door open and rush in, the door of the ward was slammed open from the inside.