The study was large, with half of it being a big desk and bookcase area. On the other side, there was a lounge area, complete with a black sofa bed.
Only one freestanding column lamp was lit, casting a dim light, and the air was tinged with a faint scent of alcohol. The room had already been cleaned up spotlessly.
Gong Beiming lay quietly on the sofa bed.
After the bloodstains were wiped off, his handsome face was somewhat pale, and there was a bandage wrapped around his forehead.
Butler Shi stood silently by the side with his hands down.
A heavy worry colored his face…
"Miss Chi, are you really alright?" Butler Shi asked with concern again.
"I'm fine! Doesn't he need to be taken to the hospital for a checkup? Is just wrapping a bandage enough?"
Chi Xiaoyu squatted beside the sofa bed, staying close to Gong Beiming.
Butler Shi's face still bore an expression of difficulty.
"It's okay, no need to worry…"
