When Wang Yunmei heard this, she looked at Wu Bi, who was in her arms. Although he said he was fine, he had so much blood on his body, and his face was swollen. No matter how she looked at it, he didn't look like he was fine.
"Auntie Mei…" Wu Bi panted as he struggled to speak. "Please… don't tell Old Wu. I won't… cause trouble for you."
"Child, what trouble are you talking about? I'm just worried about your injury," Wang Yunmei said. Then, she thought for a moment before speaking to Jian Yu and Jian Ai, "How about this? You two help him back and treat his injury first."
Jian Yu nodded when he heard this. He squatted down and pushed Wu Bi up. Jian Ai quickly went up to help him.
Wu Bi had inherited Old Wu's genes, and he was half a head taller than Jian Yu, who was over 1.8 meters tall. Jian Ai's body was small. Wu Bi could not exert any strength due to his injury, and his entire weight was on their shoulders.
