Ruan Tianling shot a cold glance over: "Still haven't figured it out yet?!"
The doctor was startled by him, shuddering slightly.
"Yes, his body, apart from the external injuries, hasn't shown any other problems for now..."
"No other problems, and yet his emotions are so out of control?! What on earth are you all doing, calling yourselves doctors? You might as well go back to farming!"
For some reason, the doctor felt he truly had the power to send him back to farm.
"We will uncover the cause as soon as possible!"
"Well, hurry up then!"
"Yes!"
The doctor hurriedly fled.
It seemed Jian Yufei was oblivious to their conversation.
She walked over to the bed and sat down, gently taking Xiao Zexin's hand.
His hand bore many small wounds, all five fingers were scraped, with traces of blood under the fingernails.
He must be in so much pain, gripping things this hard, making his hands end up like this.
Jian Yufei couldn't help but wonder what they had done to her father.
