Imperial City, Fu Tianyou had just fallen asleep on the hospital bed when the urgent ringing of the phone woke him up.
"Damn it."
Fu Tianyou groggily reached for his phone, cursing as he weakly mumbled, "Hello, who is it?"
"Deputy director, it's Nangong Tianyue."
Nangong Tianyue's excited voice sounded.
"What do you want? I'm currently recuperating in the hospital and I'm not dealing with the Ming Group's affairs for now."
Fu Tianyou responded irritably, filled with disdain for the deputy director position, wishing he could resign immediately.
"Great news, great news indeed."
Nangong Tianyue excitedly exclaimed, "Just received news from the Poison Widow's side, Tang Xin has been crippled."
"What? What do you mean crippled?"
Fu Tianyou's expression changed slightly, quickly sitting up and nervously asking.
