"..."
He asked so harshly, yet An Lan actually felt that she could feel a trace of concern from it. Perhaps she knew Mr Nian too well. "He's still alive. Apart from the neck injury and concussion, the rest are fine for now."
Xu Baohan, who was waiting for her to pick up the phone, frowned when he heard that.
'What did she mean by 'the rest are fine for now'? Will he not be fine in the future?'.
"I knew it. He won't die so easily." On the other side of the phone, Nian Junting's tone suddenly became lighter. "Which hospital are you in? No matter what, we're still classmates. But I'm on a business trip these few days. I'll ask Lu Kang to send some supplements over."
An Lan told him the hospital's address.
"Oh right, let Xu Baohan answer the phone. I can't reach him." Nian Junting suddenly said.
An Lan handed the phone to Xu Baohan. He put it to his ear and said, "I'm fine. I'll be discharged in a few days."
