On the ride, Ning Fan was continuously monitoring Xu Ruolan's condition, knowing that the effects of the medication could be minor or significant. If the effects were particularly intense, they could potentially damage the central nervous system, leaving irreversible injuries.
However, as he was driving, the phone rang.
"Cough cough, Lord Asura, I wonder how you plan to thank me this time,"
Ouyang Feifei's magnetic voice came through the phone.
Ning Fan smiled slightly and said, "However you want to be thanked, I will thank you. Honestly, if it weren't for your timely information today, I wouldn't have known whether I'd make it in time."
"Cut it out, don't think I don't know that you had already planted a mole by President Xu's side. Even if you hadn't told me this, you could have found your way to Situ Nan's private estate."
"Still, I owe you thanks for sparing me, haha, I'll treat you to a movie sometime."
Ning Fan said cheerfully over the phone.
