Yang Jiawen was tossed out like a dead dog by Zhou Laosi's two underlings at the hospital entrance.
When the news reached the Yang Family, except for his own father, mother, and grandpa, almost everyone else nearly burst out laughing.
"What happened Xiao Jiu? You took three hundred people out and ended up getting chopped?"
"This Lin Nianhe is way too arrogant, Grandpa, just say the word, and I'll avenge Wenzai for you!"
The siblings babbled on, with not a single one suggesting to visit Yang Jiawen in the hospital first.
Elder Yang's face darkened, and after slamming the table, he said, "Go to the hospital first!"
When the Yang Family arrived at the hospital, Yang Jiawen had just woken up.
His injuries weren't severe. Lin Nianhe had shown restraint when carving; it was only flesh wounds, which might scar but were not fatal.
Yang Jiawen had fainted from fright.
He thought he was done for.
When he woke up, it just so happened that the Yang family had arrived too.
