Leng Zimo took the items Aunt Su handed him, sat in the front seat, and immediately gave the command.
"Drive!"
Xiao Liu in no way delayed, promptly drove the car out of the courtyard, and headed towards the nearby hospital where Shen Yizhou worked.
"Uncle Leng, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
In the back seat, Luo Xiaoqian supported Leng Lin's arm, still asking with concern.
"Xiao Qian!" Leng Lin gripped her arm, "Uncle owes you an apology for this matter..."
Luo Xiaoqian hurried to dissuade him, "You rest for a while, don't talk, let's go to the hospital first. Those things don't matter, we can talk about them later."
Leng Lin could only gesture weakly, "Let me finish talking, I won't be at ease until I say it..."
"Save your strength!" From the front seat, Leng Zimo, seeing the blood on his face in the rearview mirror, immediately turned around and offered his own handkerchief, "Cover it up!"
