Nan Zhifeng followed closely in her car.
Nan Yuanshan and Luo Manhua took another car to follow...
At eight o'clock in the evening.
Ye Zhantian and the other members of the Ye Family all rushed to the hospital from Lushan Villa.
By that time, Xiaofeng was still in emergency resuscitation.
Nan Zhifeng stood at the door, gazing intently at the warning light outside the emergency room; she remained motionless for over an hour.
"Xiaofeng, how is Xiaofeng?"
Ye Zhantian burst out of the elevator, demanding urgently.
"Master, Xiaofeng is still being resuscitated..." Aunt Feng knelt down with a thud, crying, "It's all my fault for not taking good care of the young master, all my fault."
"Old Master, don't worry, everything will be fine, it definitely will be," Luo Manhua reassured him hastily.
"Yes, yes, children who are meant to live long will have their own good fortune..."
Nan Yuanshan also tried to soothe the situation in a flustered manner.
