The moment he arrived and saw his son was still alive, Zhang Chengjun's father was already very happy. As for the broken leg, was that even an issue?
If things had gone poorly, his entire family could have suffered, and he would've lost his little official's hat as well.
"Mr. Xiao, I'm sorry for being late. Are you alright?"
Zhang Chengjun's father hurried to Xiao Chen, sweating profusely as he asked.
"I'm fine, but our old soldiers have been beaten and called inferior people. What do you say we should do?
If a nation can't even protect soldiers who have shed blood on the battlefield,
that is negligence!"
Xiao Chen's voice was ice cold.
Zhang Chengjun's father quickly said, "This is my fault. I have failed in my supervision. From now on, I will handle such matters properly.
Elders, you have suffered.
If you encounter any problems in the future, you can call me directly. Here is my business card.
Would you like to go to the hospital? I'll pay."
