The sky had turned to evening when Ling Feng checked the time and realized that more than an hour had passed. He said to Lu Fei, "Senior Black Wolf's body should have mostly recovered by now."
Just as he finished speaking, footsteps were heard from outside, and then a group of people walked in through the doorway.
Lu Zihao sat in a wheelchair, his face somewhat pale, but judging from the liveliness of his eyes, he had recovered rather well.
Lu Fei had not expected him to come and quickly got up to ask, "Zihao, why are you here? Why don't you rest a bit longer?"
"Uncle, I'm fine. I'll be all right after a couple more days of rest."
After saying this, Lu Zihao's gaze turned to Ling Feng, "Thank you, Divine Doctor Ling."
"Senior, you are too kind. It was my duty," Ling Feng replied.
"Senior?"
Lu Zihao was startled, not understanding what was going on, and Lu Fei quickly explained, "Ling Feng is also with the Security Bureau; you could say you are colleagues!"
"Ling Feng..."
