Indoors.
"Master!"
Jiang Ning cupped his hands as he watched Wang Jin rise from the bed, his expression showing guilt.
"Shouldn't you be in Dongling City at this time? How come you're here?" Wang Jin looked at Jiang Ning, surprised.
"Master Hong informed the colleagues in Dongling City, they relayed the message at the city gate, and upon hearing this news, I rushed all the way here!"
"You ran all the way?" Wang Jin looked at Jiang Ning, his expression touched, and then smiled: "It's nothing major, just some superficial wounds. People on the road might have thought you were running for a funeral!"
Jiang Ning calmly shook his head, then turned to the doctor beside him.
"Doctor Niu, how is my master's condition?"
"This..." The old man was momentarily speechless, recalling Wang Jin's previous instructions to him.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ning immediately understood.
