Having confirmed that the guy was indeed alright, Murong Yan wiped the tears from her face and continued, "Why didn't you call earlier?"
"Sorry, there was no signal on the mountain." Yang Fan could only continue making excuses.
"How much longer until you can come back?"
"About half a month, perhaps." This was likely a conservative estimate; Yang Fan knew his injuries were severe, and it was impossible to recover in less than a month. He would have to see how things went.
Before he fully healed, Yang Fan wouldn't go back.
"Alright, as long as you're safe, don't rush back until everything's settled."
"Okay, I'll hang up for now. I'll call you when I have time. This phone belongs to someone else. Once I get out of the mountains, I'll buy a new phone to call you — the old one was lost."
"Okay, stay safe."
"I know."
After hanging up, Yang Fan let out a long sigh.
He called Gui Ge over to return the phone to him.
