"This injury is nothing, I need to go over immediately to see what's happened." Jiao Yang stepped onto the ground with bare feet.
In the hallway, urgent footsteps echoed.
Several subordinates helped Jiao Yalin and the Duke of Kent up the stairs.
"Yang Yang!" Upon seeing Jiao Yang, Jiao Yalin rushed over and grabbed his arm, "How are you, are you hurt..."
Earlier, during the explosion in the suburbs, Jiao Yalin thought her son was in trouble and fainted from the shock. After waking and hearing he was alive, she hurried over to see him.
"Mom, I'm fine, I need to ask Zimo if something's happened..." Jiao Yang broke free from Jiao Yalin's arm and was about to leave.
"Stop!" the Duke of Kent growled lowly, "How can you treat your mother like that?"
"I have urgent business, I'm going!" Jiao Yang replied calmly and was about to leave.
The Duke of Kent slightly raised his chin, and several subordinates rushed over, dragging and supporting Jiao Yang onto the hospital bed.
