Su Ningyan's tears, which had just stopped, started to fall again.
She had been feeling uneasy for a while, constantly worried that something had happened to Zhuo Junyue.
But they kept telling her that Zhuo Junyue was fine.
If it were just a minor injury, why couldn't he even walk?
She knew exactly what kind of person Zhuo Junyue was.
If he weren't seriously hurt, he wouldn't allow himself to be carried out of the car.
Zuo Mufeng saw how panicked his sister-in-law was and quickly explained, "Sister-in-law, Brother has already passed the critical stage. He sustained internal injuries, but the bleeding has stopped. He just can't move around for now. Once he recovers, he'll be fine."
"Wife, really, I know my own body. It's honestly not serious. If it were that bad, we wouldn't have come straight home—we'd have gone to Zhuo Group Hospital, right?"
Su Ningyan wiped her tears and sniffled, "Zhuo Junyue, is it true this time? Are you really not lying to me?"
