"We have some telepathy then!" Other than contacting Fang Yao, Yuan Xiao really could not think of a better countermeasure. After all, to deal with people like Shen Ling, one could only suppress evil with evil.
Fang Yao thought of Yuan Xiao's call and felt a little embarrassed. Although he knew that Yuan Xiao was acting at that time, the contents of the call still made his face heat up. Fang Yao covered it up and said, "My brother is at the Central Hospital. I'll let him know first."
He took out his cell phone and dialed a number. The cold screen pressed against his cheek, and Fang Yao felt his heartbeat recover a little.
"Brother, a friend of mine is injured and is on her way to the hospital. Help me make some arrangements."
Fang Ming's steady and magnetic voice sounded from the phone. "Ah Yao, you're almost an adult. Can you stop fighting?"
"It's not me, it's my friend." Fang Yao was a little helpless.
