At this moment, Nangong Yao was lying on the bed, with her father Nangong Jun by her side. Having just gone through a bout of pain, Nangong Yao wasn't in great spirits.
Nangong Jun looked at his daughter with a face full of heartache, and the thought that the doctor couldn't even diagnose his daughter's illness made him all the more irritable.
"Yao'er, don't worry. Dad will definitely find a good doctor to cure you," he said.
"Okay!" Hearing Nangong Jun's words, a slight smile appeared on Nangong Yao's face. The torment of this pain was unbearable, and she didn't want to endure it again. She hoped to get better and healthy soon.
As the father and daughter were speaking, the door suddenly opened. Nangong Jun was about to get angry, but upon turning his head and discovering that the ones coming in were the subordinates he had ordered to be locked up, his face turned grim.
