Dan Zongwei nodded with an apologetic look on his face, "Don't worry, my car has all kinds of insurance. I definitely won't shirk responsibility. Mr. Wei is very lucky. He will definitely be fine."
Wei Zhou's rolls-royce was imported. Its extended tail wings showed Wei Zhou's wealth. Although Lan Jian looked sloppy, his expensive clothes and noble aura couldn't be faked. A person who could have a friend with a rolls-royce at this age definitely wouldn't be from an ordinary family. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Dan Zongwei felt. Seeing that Lan Jian was impatient, he didn't dare to say anything more.
Lan Jian called Li Rong. Wei Zhou had such a big accident, so he had to inform Li Rong. There were still many things that Li Rong needed to do after that, such as paying the fees, hiring nurses, and so on.
