Meng Zi was carried in with an arrow lodged in his shoulder.
"Go. Summon Old Xue over immediately," Tiger Might said to the guards. "Carry him into the Tiger Base first."
After Meng Zi was brought into the Tiger Base, a middle-aged man with a goatee rushed over with a medicine box on his back. He was the doctor in the Tiger Base. He was usually responsible for giving medical treatment to the people in the Tiger Base. Occasionally, he would go to other parts of the Tiger Base as a traveling doctor.
Meng Zi's face was a little pale because he had lost too much blood. "Don't worry. I won't die for a while."
Tiger Might's brows furrowed even more tightly. "Don't say anything. Conserve your strength."
Meng Zi closed his eyes and exhaled deeply.
