Feng Zhihe looked at An An, feeling so upset. She understood her son, who had always had a strong sense of justice.
Besides, this person was An An. Seeing her in danger, how could he possibly stand by and do nothing?
"An An, what's Mingfei's condition now?"
An An wiped away her tears, "At that time, I was hit by a bullet and fell from the third floor. He tried to save me, and when he tried to grab me, he fell with me. But he... at the critical moment, he cushioned my fall. The steel bar pierced through his lung, and his lumbar vertebra was injured. It was my second uncle who performed the surgery on him. He's out of danger now, but full recovery will take some time."
Facing the two people closest to Lu Mingfei, An An explained honestly, not daring to hide anything.
"Uncle, Aunt, you can blame me, it's all my fault. He got hurt so badly because he was trying to save me."
