It was midnight.
Jiang City's Renkang Hospital.
This was a private hospital that the Jiang family of Jiang City had invested in.
Be it the medical conditions or the medical staff, they were all top-notch in Jiang City and could compare to the First Hospital of Jiang City, the Central Hospital.
At this moment…
In a special care ward.
Jiang Mingyu was lying on the bed on an IV drip. One of his arms and one of his legs were in a cast, and his eyes were filled with pain and anger.
A slightly plump middle-aged man in a white shirt and slicked-back hair was standing by the bed with an extremely gloomy expression.
This middle-aged man was Jiang Mingyu's father, Jiang Maohua, the current head of the Jiang family.
There was a long silence between the both of them.
Jiang Mingyu hissed, "Dad, can my right hand and right leg really not completely recover?"
"Yeah."
Jiang Maohua nodded gravely.
