However, it was only for a moment. Cha Qing Luo looked at Nan Jateng seriously and said,""How's my father?"
When she said this, Cha Qing Luo became nervous. Her heart was in her mouth, and the smile on her face disappeared.
She had wanted to ask this the moment she woke up, but her emotions had been taken away for a moment. Now that she had regained her senses, the first thing she did was naturally to ask about her father's condition.
Nan jiateng patted Cha Qingluo's hand to comfort her."Don't worry, your father is fine. His injuries are lighter than yours, just a little head injury. There's a doctor watching over him now. He's fine and will wake up soon."
Nan jiateng still remembered that when he had rushed over, he had seen this girl protecting her father and blocking the knife with her life.
To be honest, thinking about it now, Nan jiateng was still a little touched.
This girl really valued relationships.
He didn't care about his life.
