The unknown doctor walked out lazily and said, "It's just a minor surgery."
"My dad, is he really okay?" Ye Qingyu wasn't quite reassured. He had lost so much blood; she must buy something to help replenish Ye Xiangwan's blood.
"Are you questioning me? Don't worry! When I say it's nothing serious, it's nothing serious." Initially a bit angry, the doctor's tone softened significantly under Gu Yuying's intimidating presence.
"Thank you!" Ye Qingyu finally felt at ease.
"There's nothing to thank me for, I'm not doing it for you," the doctor said, still sounding rather unfriendly.
But Ye Qingyu didn't mind this; she just needed Ye Xiangwan to be okay.
"Qingqing, you should take care of your wounds too." Gu Yuying felt heartbroken seeing the blood marks on Luo Qingli, wishing he could capture the person who hurt her and strip them down.
"Uncle, I'm fine, really!" Luo Qingli was indifferent about her wounds. She wasn't fragile; it wasn't the first or second time she got hurt.
