Jing Qiao was his family member. What a wonderful phrase that was for Song Boyuan, so even though he felt some anger towards Ji Ning at the moment, Song Boyuan did not retort.
Jing Qiao nodded slightly and looked at Song Jining, "Then let's have him hospitalized. Ji Ning, please arrange the admission procedures."
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'll take care of it," Song Jining said, his gentle and handsome face finally relaxing a bit.
Song Jining wheeled over a wheelchair. Having already forcefully spoken up earlier, Song Jining seemed to have found a way to deal with his older brother and quickly turned to Jing Qiao, "Sister-in-law, my brother has a slight concussion and is probably very dizzy. It's best to use the wheelchair."
Jing Qiao looked at Song Boyuan.
She didn't even speak.
Song Jining then saw his most difficult older brother bend his long legs and sit in the wheelchair.
She didn't even speak!
Song Jining really admired Jing Qiao deep down.
