Mr. and Mrs. Wei had not dared to go home today, spending a long while with their two daughters in another hospital ward before coming over hesitantly, wanting to ask Zhu Ming what exactly had happened.
But what they didn't expect was that as soon as they arrived, they heard the nurse and doctor say that Zhu Ming's condition was getting worse.
The wound was not improving no matter what medicine was applied, even after it had been stitched up, it was deteriorating.
Mr. and Mrs. Wei grew even more anxious, both of them fully aware that Zhu Ming's injuries were definitely not ordinary.
They were terrified that Zhu Ming had really come into contact with something filthy.
After all, that dirty thing was probably still in their house.
This time it was Zhu Ming who got hurt, next time it could be them.
They could not help but worry.
At this moment, what they wanted even more was for Zhu Ming to quickly resolve the matter.
"Where, where is my phone?"
