On the other side, Qi Yun, who was brewing medicine at home, received a call from Ah Jiao.
"We've come out, someone is injured and we're rushing to the hospital."
"The person you sent over told us to leave first, he stayed behind to hold them off, now we don't know what's going on."
Hearing this, Qi Yun frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and asked, "Which hospital are you going to?"
"West Mountain Hospital," Ah Jiao replied.
"Okay," Qi Yun answered briefly and then hung up the phone.
He quickly dialed Chen Wei's number, and after about half a minute, the call finally connected.
"Brother Wei, are you okay?"
"No problem," Chen Wei's voice remained calm on the other end.
Relieved by this, Qi Yun continued, "They went to West Mountain Hospital, go over and keep an eye on them, I'll head over later."
"Okay."
After ending the call, Qi Yun drank the cooled herbal medicine in one go, grabbed his coat, and left the house.
West Mountain Hospital, outside the operating room.
