Before he could finish speaking, the chat box lit up.
Marcia didn't waste any words. It was as if she had been waiting for him to ask. She sent the hospital's exact address, complete with the floor, room number, admission time, and specific injuries—everything he needed to know was perfectly clear.
Jin Meiyan covered her mouth and pointed at the screen in disbelief, then looked over at Lin Chen.
"Oppa, can anyone even type that fast? I feel like she gathered all this information ahead of time, copied it, and was just waiting for you to ask."
"I feel the same way... but why?"
'The founder and president of a five-star hotel, an incredibly busy woman—why would she be waiting for a message from me?'
Just as the two were wondering, the chat box lit up again.
[I just got to the airport and I'm waiting for my flight. I figured that girl, Erica, wouldn't have brought you with her, so I was about to message you. Perfect timing that you asked.]
