He had barely left the room when Yun Jinnian spoke up indifferently, "Is the injury serious?"
"Don't know!"
Bai Que replied.
Yun Jinnian took measured steps forward, "Let me take a look at him."
"Miss, what if he's a bad person?"
"Bad person or good, at this moment he's just an injured soul hanging by a thread. How could I stand by and watch him die!" Yun Jinnian said this and had Hemei bring over an oil lamp to illuminate the surroundings so she could clearly see his face and his injuries.
"Save me, save me!"
The voice was soft, carrying a suppressed pain, yet it sounded pleasant.
He was quite handsome, and even though he was in pain and his brows were furrowed, it did not diminish his charm.
She went to examine his injury, which was on his left arm, not serious, nor life-threatening.
It was indeed for her sake that he came.
The old lady was truly heartless. She was her own granddaughter, yet she could think of such a despicable scheme just to destroy her!
