Stepping out of the car, Qiao An ran forward, stumbling, "Mu Jingxi, you... what happened to you?"
The man lay unconscious, his body covered in wounds.
Rainwater washed over him, diluting the blood to a pale crimson that spread across the ground.
In just a few seconds, Qiao An was drenched, her hair wet and sticking to her face, a picture of utter distress.
"What happened to Mu Jingxi?"
Jiang Xun started to speak, then stopped, "Miss Qiao, let's get the Third Young Master inside first, and then I will explain everything to you."
"Okay."
Qiao An knew that Mu Jingxi needed a doctor, that he needed immediate treatment.
A doctor stationed in the villa was already prepared.
Mu Jingxi was carried into the bedroom, and the guard closed the door, preventing her from entering.
"Miss Qiao, the doctor will take care of the Third Young Master's injuries. You don't have to worry."
Don't worry?
How could she not worry?
Mu Jingxi was injured because of Yunjin...
