"Jiaqi, what's wrong?"
When Zhao Jiaqi walked back to the medical room on the right, Xu Zhi Rou noticed her swollen eyes.
She had obviously just been crying.
"It's… it's nothing... just that grandpa got hurt, and it feels heartbreaking."
Zhao Jiaqi naturally couldn't say it was because she had just argued with her grandfather.
So she changed the subject, "How is Lin Fan doing?"
"Mr. Xue is still in there doing a thorough examination; Meng Yao is with him."
Xu Zhi Rou stood outside the tent, her face filled with anxious waiting.
Although Mr. Zhao had already made a decision, she still held onto a sliver of hope.
What if Mr. Xue had some way to save him.
"Oh, that's good then."
Zhao Jiaqi glanced at the tent, then couldn't help but take another look at Xu Zhi Rou.
"Zhi Rou, now that the fight is over, what are you planning to do next?"
"What do you mean 'what to do'?"
Xu Zhi Rou didn't quite understand what Zhao Jiaqi meant at first.
