"Where did Miss Song go yesterday? Has the wound been disinfected? It'll be bad if it gets infected."
Almost every time Liu Yu asked, Huo Tian's eyelids would twitch.
But she didn't need to answer because Liu Yu's question was answered very quickly. He saw a few shards of porcelain stained with blood that were thrown on the table.
"The case has been solved," Liu Yu said.
He sighed. "Mr. Huo just left and Miss Song was injured. Wouldn't Mr. Huo be heartbroken if he knew?"
The person lying on the bed was Huo Yunque's everything.
Huo Tian pursed her lips. She knew that Liu Yu was telling the truth.
She wanted to hide something for Huo Ningxi, so she whispered, "Dr. Liu, is the situation serious? Quickly help Song— Uh, my auntie treat it."
Liu Yu looked at her guilty face and glanced at her. "Did you cause this?"
"I..." Huo Tian's heart skipped a beat. "How is that possible! Don't accuse a good person!"
