"Don't move!" Song Weiyi ordered lowly, silently beginning to treat the injury without further word.
The bullet had just grazed the skin, the wound wasn't large, yet it appeared shockingly ghastly.
Having done this, Song Weiyi felt completely exhausted. "What exactly happened? What kind of people could do this?"
"Just a bunch of robbers, you should rest earlier," Pei Yibai said, unwilling to elaborate.
She bit her lip, aware of his concerns.
If told, she wouldn't be able to help anyway.
The phone downstairs rang again, and without any hesitation, Pei Yibai left the room. Song Weiyi stood in the room, feeling dizzy and overwhelmed.
As soon as he had left, Pei Yifei entered, looking gaunt and emaciated.
"Yifei, why aren't you sleeping yet?" Song Weiyi asked her sister-in-law with renewed energy.
"Sister-in-law, hasn't Yiting been rescued yet? And my brother, he's been injured too?" Pei Yifei clutched Song Weiyi's hand in panic.
