Nan Zhifeng took the phone and directly turned on the speaker: "Hello!"
"Tell me the child won't be in any danger!"
Ye Zhantian asked forcefully.
"The child won't be in any danger," Nan Zhifeng said with an unusual calm, "You take care of things, and come back once you're done."
"Good! Everything will wait for my return to deal with."
"Mhm."
After a brief conversation, Nan Zhifeng hung up the phone.
"You hung up?" Shen Yue'e asked in astonishment, her eyes wide open, "Are you crazy? With such a serious matter at hand, you're telling Zhantian he doesn't need to rush back? Do you realize he's currently with Chu Qianjiao? And with the emergency room's doors still closed, how can you guarantee the child won't be in any trouble?"
"I said there won't be any trouble, so there won't be," Nan Zhifeng stated firmly, "If Xiaofeng is in trouble, then I'll die with him. Are you satisfied now?"
"You..." Shen Yue'e was rendered speechless by the retort.
