Although Jian Dan said that, Chu Liyuan's eyebrows remained tightly furrowed, and his chest felt tight as he watched Jian Jian's swollen ankle.
Sizhe and Yuanyuan hurried over, taking less than half an hour from the time they received the call to their arrival at Li Garden.
Someone knocked on the bedroom door, "Old Chu, I'm here!"
"Come in quickly!" Chu Liyuan urged anxiously.
"What happened?"
"You're so slow, come and check this out!"
As Sizhe knelt down to examine Jian Dan's ankle, he said, "Me, slow? I raced over here as soon as I hung up the phone, okay? You still think I'm slow?
The speeding ticket I'll get on the way here, you're going to reimburse me, right?"
"Stop with the nonsense, how is it?" Chu Liyuan's entire focus was on Jian Dan at the moment.
