Old Madam anxiously went to his side. "Mingshen. Thank God that you are here," her eyes were misty as she had cried a lot. "Please look at Li. He is bleeding a lot. The bullet has been inside his thigh for a long time now."
Jiang Lanying quickly said, "Yes, please. He-he is having difficulty breathing too…"
He rolled his eyes. "Stop crying in front of me. I hate tears."
He waved his hand and a bunch of his assistants instantly appeared at his side. "Take him to his room, and do the arrangements for the operation."
He sneered. "This house is nothing like my royal lab, but I have to make do for now…"
A while later, the bullet was already out. Mingshen removed his mask and stepped out. "Your husband is fine. He wasn't going to die anyway. Annoying people don't die so easily."
