Jian Yufei was in a daze for a few seconds, then suddenly pushed him away, gripping his collar tightly.
"What about my dad? Is he alright?!"
Ruan Tianling's gaze was somber: "Your father is fine, really."
"But..." Jian Yufei suddenly realized.
The injured person was not her father, but Nangong Yi.
Nangong Yi rushed to save her and, unfortunately, took a bullet for Xiao Zexin.
The person shot was Nangong Yi…
Jian Yufei exhaled a breath: "Where is Nangong Yi? How is he now?"
If Nangong Yi died, she would feel guilty for a lifetime.
No matter what, he took a bullet for her father.
"Nangong Yi is also fine, the bullet has been removed, he is still unconscious."
"Really?"
Ruan Tianling's eyes darkened: "You don't believe me?"
"I believe you. I want to go see him."
Jian Yufei got out of bed and walked toward the door, Ruan Tianling grabbed her wrist.
"You've just woken up, your body hasn't recovered, go see him later."
"No, I'm going now."
