"Mr. Wu, how did you get here! Why didn't you say something in advance so I could have gone to meet you?"
Seeing Wu Gang had arrived, Chen Zhengkun also hurriedly wanted to sit up, at least that's what he wished in his heart, but his body just wasn't up for it.
"What are you doing! Lie down quickly, your body can't handle getting up right now, come on, drink this medicine first."
Ye Sen hurriedly stepped forward to stop Chen Zhengkun, then brought the medicine to his lips.
This scene, much like a tender moment between a father caring for his sick son, was very heartwarming.
"Mr. Sen, wait a moment."
Wu Gang hurriedly walked over and grabbed Chen Zhengkun's wrist to check his pulse.
"Have you received a knife wound too?"
"Mr. Wu, how could you know that?"
Chen Zhengkun was somewhat surprised since he was fully clothed at the moment. Could a pulse check really reveal a knife wound?
