Yaen Chi, having shared many years of tacit understanding with him, immediately understood upon hearing this and acknowledged with a sound.
Pei Dongshi's plane had just landed, and while checking in at the hotel, he received a call from Bo Yanching. Without a second thought, he grabbed his suitcase, headed to the airport, and boarded the private jet arranged by Bo Yanching.
By the time he saw Nan Jiaojiao, it was already an hour and a half later.
Before he arrived, Bo Yanching had already cut open the gauze on her wound, given it basic treatment, and applied some medicine, but only to the bleeding wound. He put on a bandage to temporarily stop it.
Pei Dongshi wore a stern face; he didn't say a word of reproach nor any unnecessary chatter. After examining the wound and feeling the bone, he put on gloves, ready to perform surgery on her.
