Qin Youxuan took a look at the two men who had something to say and followed Rui Hui out of the courtyard.
"Want a drink?" Dan Hanjie's imposing figure walked forward, grabbed a bottle of red wine from the cabinet, poured two glasses, and brought them back to the table.
One of the glasses was placed in front of Diwu Zexuan.
"How is his condition?"
Dan Hanjie took a light sip of the red wine and spoke nonchalantly.
His enchanting face was slightly turned, the dim light casting a silhouette on it, making it impossible to discern his emotions.
"Who are you asking about? The patients you left with me aren't just one." Diwu Zexuan swirled the wine in his glass, glanced around the living room to make sure no one was there, and then spoke slowly.
"You know what I mean. I'm more aware of my father-in-law's situation than you are." Dan Hanjie's mischievous eyes lifted as he put down the wine in his hand.
