"Grandpa!" Jiang Che called out, was the old man not planning to help?
Lu Sirong, as if struck by a heavyweight, staggered and then fainted right next to Jiang Che.
"Sirong!"
"Wake up, Sirong, Old Lu, call the doctor, quick!"
Jiang Che swept Lu Sirong up in a horizontal carry and hurried to the resting room, with Ge Weihong anxiously following behind.
The scene suddenly quieted down, with the two police officers looking at each other before turning their gazes to Old Master Yu.
Old Master Yu's face turned gloomy, he pounded his walking stick on the ground twice, and huffed away.
Uncle Zong stepped forward to negotiate with the two police officers.
The remaining people stood in their spots, watching Jiang Che's retreating figure, and couldn't help but mutter, "Fainting just like that, could it be an act?"
When everyone heard this, they nodded in agreement, finding it very plausible.
