The sound of the keyboard suddenly disappeared without a trace.

In the whole room, it was quiet for only a second, and a "pop" sound came, and I was so shocked that I looked at the housekeeper and the nurse who was guarding the bedside with a worried face, and turned my head to look at it.

The computer on Han Zhihui's lap had been thrown to the ground.

The housekeeper and the nurse hadn't figured out what was going on, and Han Zhihui, who was sitting on the sofa, had already arrived at the window.

He glanced downstairs, and when he touched Cheng Weiwan, who was lying on the ground, the butler, whose eyes happened to fall on his face, caught a touch of panic between his eyebrows.

The housekeeper, who thought she was dazzled, subconsciously blinked her eyes twice, and when she opened it again and wanted to see Han Zhihui's face more clearly, Han Zhihui had already turned around and rushed out of the ward.

The butler turned his head in astonishment and looked at the nurse.

As soon as the eyes of the two people met, there was another flash of lightning and thunder outside the window, and the raindrops that slapped on the window became larger and denser.

Only then did the housekeeper realize that Han Zhi was in a hurry to go out, and she didn't bring an umbrella, so she hurriedly took the umbrella and went out with her.

But in just half a minute, there was no Han Zhihui in the corridor.

The housekeeper took the elevator and chased all the way to the first floor, only to see Han Zhihui.

He stood at the front entrance of the inpatient building, staring at the pouring rain outside, not moving.

After Mr. Han heard that Miss Cheng had fainted, he rushed down in such a hurry, wasn't it just for Miss Cheng?

He's almost there, why don't you go forward?

The housekeeper muttered in his heart, and walked to Han Zhihui, as soon as she opened her mouth and shouted the word "Han", she followed Han Zhihui's gaze and saw that not far in front of her, there was a man about thirty years old, who bent over and picked up Cheng Weitai, who had fainted in the rain.

He looked at Cheng Weiwan's eyes, very gentle, and his movements were cautious, as if he was taking care of some fragile jewelry.

His car was parked next to him, and after he picked her up not too late, he put her in the car as soon as possible, took a towel, and wrapped it around him.

Ignoring the pouring rain pouring on him, he dried Cheng Weiwan's hair and wrapped her tightly in a new bath towel before he got into the car.

He didn't care that he was wet, stepped on the accelerator directly, and drove Cheng Weiwan away quickly.

The car quickly disappeared from view.

Only then did the housekeeper turn his gaze back to Han Zhihui.

She clearly saw that the man's face had become a little gloomy, and his hands hanging down at his sides were clenched into fists, still trembling because of the exertion.

In the housekeeper's impression, Han Zhihui has always been very gentle, knowing that the little master has lived in the house, Han Zhihui seems to have changed as a person, and his temper is terrible.

At this time, when the housekeeper saw Han Zhihui's appearance, he suddenly didn't dare to come out.

The rain was still falling, getting heavier and heavier, and the wind picked up, blowing the rain to the door, and soon wet half of Han Zhihui's trouser legs.

The housekeeper was afraid that Han Zhihui would stand down like this, so he caught a cold, and said cautiously: "Mr. Han......"

Han Zhihui was like a petrified statue, and there was no reaction.

"Mr. Han......" the butler spoke again.

Han Zhi returned to his senses, didn't even look at the housekeeper, turned around angrily, kicked open the glass door behind him, and entered the hall of the inpatient building.

Was he sick and ran downstairs after hearing her faint!