"Hong Fan, we're headed back!"
As she stepped out the door, Tan Yunjing waved at Hong Fan, who was standing on the doorstep.
Xiao Yifei saw a crowd gathered at the entrance of Shangjing People's Hospital, consisting of doctors, patients, and onlookers, all pointing and talking amongst themselves. He shifted his gaze to where everyone was pointing. There, two lumps of fat were running forward.
'Pfft'
Seeing Jin Zhuang and Xiong Yang's manner of running, Xiao Yifei couldn't help but burst out laughing. Jin Zhuang sounded sturdy, but stripped, he was all flabby, trembling with every step he took; Xiong Yang, following behind Jin Zhuang, was even more out of breath.
Hong Fan stood on the high platform, baring his stark white teeth ferociously, "If you two don't want to die, then run faster!"
