The living room was filled with a heavy and silent atmosphere. Old Master Li sensed the severity of the matter and looked at the seriously injured Li Nanchen.
Old Master Li's body, which was supported by the walking stick, suddenly trembled. Two streams of tears flowed down from the corners of his wrinkled eyes. He forced himself to look at Wu Mei. At this point, saving Li Nanchen was the most important thing!
He called for the butler to make an empty space in the living room out and let Wu Mei make the arrangements. "Lass, Grandpa believes you."
Wu Mei nodded. With a calm gaze, she instructed the butler and Bi Fang to move Li Nanchen to a suitable dining table. The environment in the villa was simple. She stood in front of Li Nanchen and used a pair of scissors to rip apart the clothes that were stuck to his skin…
