"It's fine, if he wants to dismantle it, let him dismantle it."
Although Murong's injuries were severe, he insisted on leaving the hospital, and there was nothing they could do about it. After all, for families like theirs, they always have family doctors and the equipment is quite sufficient.
However, what the hospital staff didn't expect was that this patient wasn't going "home," but to another place.
On the way, Murong was very obedient, sitting there motionless and not uttering a single word.
Mu Bai glanced over several times.
She had never seen her brother so quiet before. Of course, if it weren't for the few silver needles on him, he would really look the part.
Mu Bai didn't dare express any opinions to Mu Qiuniang sitting in the front passenger seat.
Her brother was so unruly that he needed some tough discipline; better to suffer now than to have that Yan kid break his legs and turn him into a cripple later.
