Xu Yan, Yi Tianxing, Zhang Fan, Gao Qi, a few doctors, and two onlookers were sitting in an office at the hospital.
Yi Tianxing's eyes were filled with relentless bitterness as he glared at Zhang Fan, the blood-red palm print on his face strikingly conspicuous.
Gao Qi, Gao Jian, and Xu Qian were incredibly tense.
However, Xu Yan, at this point, was about to curse his frustration aloud.
Especially upon seeing Zhang Fan leisurely drinking water, he really wanted to flee.
Damn, it was indeed a big deal.
Yi Tianxing—he didn't know the person, but he had heard the name before.
Fuck, how did Zhang Fan end up hitting Yi Tianxing like that?
This was a wealthy business tycoon in the city.
"Captain, the materials have been delivered."
A police officer came over with a folder.
Xu Yan immediately took the file and began to flip through it quickly.
The first document was a collection of photographs and details from the traffic police of the accident scene.
