"No rush," Zhang Yang said.
Then, he looked at Uncle Long, who was being held in a corner by two henchmen of the Blood-colored Begonia. At this moment, Uncle Long was squinting at the sky over East River City, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.
Zhang Yang snorted lightly, what trick is this old fox up to again?
"Let's find a place to settle, and by the way..." Zhang Yang was speaking when his phone suddenly rang. He took out his phone to have a look.
As they say, speak of the devil. Several unread messages popped up on the screen, sent by Cheng Yue.
"Zhang Yang, when are you coming back to East River? I need to see you, it's urgent."
The message was sent half an hour ago.
Zhang Yang's heart tightened. As the daughter of East River City's wealthiest family and a top medical genius, Cheng Yue rarely used the word "urgent."
Zhang Yang immediately called back, but the line was busy.
"What's wrong?" Xia Xue couldn't help but ask when she saw his solemn expression.
