Cha Qing Luo didn't know what kind of impression she had left on the subordinates of the Nan family this time, and her heart was still in pain.
She felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest, and her palms were covered in sweat.
Even if she had used all her strength, Cha Qing Luo still couldn't rest. She was very nervous and scared.
Although the doctor said that there would be no danger and the bullet was not in the fatal spot, she was still nervous and afraid.
Cha Qing Luo and her father were sitting on chairs, and so was Mr. Cha.
Mr. Cha looked calm, but he was also nervous and worried.
Especially since this was someone his daughter cared so much about. As a father, he would naturally care about him too.
Besides, if Nan jiateng was fine, he would protect his daughter. He was also at ease with his daughter because he could see that Nan jiateng was a good child.
