"What? Sister Miaoge is critically injured, unconscious, and might not make it?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Changsheng's eyes suddenly opened wide, with a sword-like gleam flashing through them.
He hastily got up and walked out of the room, looking at Zhang Shan and asking what had happened.
"Second Master, I really don't know what happened."
"Just now, my wife saw the badly injured big boss in the city and hurriedly brought her here, but she was already unconscious by the time she arrived..."
Zhang Shan said anxiously.
After hearing this, Lu Changsheng didn't ask any more questions and immediately went downstairs.
He arrived at the first-floor lounge.
There, he immediately saw Zhang Shan's wife, Bai Su, propping Lu Miaoge up in a chair.
At that moment, Lu Miaoge's exquisitely beautiful face, as pure as snow, was incredibly pale without a trace of color, and fresh blood was oozing from the corner of her mouth.
