Song Song endured the pain and stood up again, "Uh, actually I'm fine, a rough man like me doesn't need a doctor for this kind of injury, just need a couple of days to recover."
"President Xiao, if you don't have any other orders, I'll take my leave."
"Mr. Yan, are you afraid of me?" The man stood up and slowly approached another man.
Song Song looked at the stunning face and instinctively started to swallow, feeling his face heat up, he immediately picked up the coat on the bed, "President Xiao, I'm really leaving now, if you need anything, just ask—"
"Brother Jinghuai, are you okay?"
"President Xiao, I'm here. Where do you feel unwell?"
The simultaneous voices of a man and a woman made Song Song stop immediately, and also made Xiao Jinghuai retract his extended hand—
Song Song looked towards the door and saw a man with gold-rimmed glasses carrying a medical box appearing there, with Qiao Yu, who was standing gorgeously beside him...
