Su Ying nodded nonchalantly. "Right. I'll wait for you to eat dog shit… I mean, I'll wait for you to return successfully."
Qiao Yang's fighting spirit was inflamed. Roar!
Before leaving, Su Ying went to check on Tiger Might's condition. She put a heart rate monitor bracelet on his wrist so that she would know firsthand if there was anything wrong with his heart rate.
"Your brother's injuries are more serious. After he wakes up, feed him the medicine I leave behind. I will leave a few bottles of medicine. Don't let him eat anything for the next three days. If he's hungry, feed him the medicine. Understand?"
Qiao Yang nodded. "Understood. I've noted everything down."
"Mm-hmm."
After making sure that everything was fine for now, Su Ying left.
