"Xiaoshen, the culprit has been caught. Don't worry, we'll see this through to the end and make sure he pays the price he deserves."
In the hospital room, Zhao Hongjie spoke with sincerity, a hint of anger in his eyes. He gently patted Shen Xin and urged, "Xiaoshen, don't overthink it. Just get some rest."
Shen Xin nodded blankly, his gaze vacant and confused as he looked at Zhao Hongjie.
His ears were still ringing.
So, in reality, Shen Xin hadn't clearly heard much of what Zhao Hongjie said.
After speaking, Zhao Hongjie shook hands with Shen Haolin, who was standing by the hospital bed, and said a few more words.
He didn't hold back in his praise for Shen Xin in front of Shen Haolin.
Shen Haolin was beaming with excitement, looking as proud as if he were the one receiving a commendation. When Zhao Hongjie finished, he hastily slapped Shen Xin on the back, signaling for him to speak.
