Wacheng City People's Hospital.
Wei Song had just finished emergency surgery for his injuries. His forehead, arms, chest, and back were professionally bandaged and stitched up, especially his right hand, which was now in a cast.
Zhang Yang jogged to room 303 where Wei Song was staying. He peeked in through the glass on the door to make sure he was at the right place and then pushed the door open, rushing in.
"Wei, how are you feeling now?"
Zhang Yang took a good look at Wei Song as he entered. When he saw the bandages on Wei Song's body and head, his face turned ashen, and his eyes narrowed.
Those familiar with Zhang Yang knew that whether he was joking around or being serious, he rarely had that expression of narrowed eyes. When he did, it only meant one thing—he was really angry.
As mentioned before, the conflict with Qian Wenjun originated with Meng Fan, which was a matter within Zhang Yang's own team. It actually had little to do with Wei Song.
