Zheng Yunshan chose the nearest private hospital. Su Qiqi hadn't eaten anything all day and the fast drive made her stomach churn.
Mao An noticed her discomfort, her complexion now not much better than Yao Mingzhu's. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
The car stopped at the hospital. Zheng Yunshan carried Yao Mingzhu to find a doctor, with Su Qiqi and Mao An following behind.
After the doctor examined Yao Mingzhu, Zheng Yunshan crouched next to her, holding her hand tightly with undisguised worry in his eyes. "Does it hurt?"
Yao Mingzhu shook her head.
"You're not in pain?" The doctor looked at her in surprise. "If you were hit any harder, your leg could have been ruined. You were already in recovery. Now it's even worse. How could you be so careless after having had such severe injuries before?"
Yao Mingzhu hung her head and bit her lip.
Zheng Yunshan's guilt was impossible to hide."Mingzhu, it's all my fault."
