970, little sister-in-law, did the Boss bully you!
Within a span of ten minutes, after running through five or six red lights, Yu Lingqian's car stopped outside Anxin Hospital.
He carried Mu Anran and rushed into Shen Muchen's office.
The fellow had just finished a surgery and was taking a nap on the sofa when he was kicked awake all of a sudden, nearly scared out of his wits.
Shen Muchen, still groggy, hadn't even sat up when Yu Lingqian's second kick came over.
Thankfully, having spent time in the army getting knocked around, he'd taken quite a few hits from Yu Lingqian.
This time, before the kick landed, his body instinctively rolled to one side to avoid it.
Shen Muchen rubbed his eyes, saw Yu Lingqian holding Mu Anran, and his eyes widened, "Boss, what's wrong with little sister-in-law again?"
The word "again" made the veins on Yu Lingqian's forehead throb rapidly.
He glared at Shen Muchen fiercely, "She sprained her ankle, you treat her, don't talk so much nonsense."
