Ling Tianyu, upon hearing the news, felt somewhat surprised. Duan Pengcheng was ill? This was indeed strange. It was time to go back. Leaving had been a good option, but after all, that was his family. No matter where Duan Yanran went, she was ultimately a descendant of the Duan Family, and it was right for her to return.
As a granddaughter, she still needed to go back and check on him.
But what about her injuries? That wouldn't be very good, would it?
Should he accompany her back? Whether Duan Chao was dead or alive, he had no idea. The hit had been so fierce that day; he knew it himself. If not dead, the guy must have been severely peeled off his skin.
"Does it still hurt?" Ling Tianyu asked Duan Yanran with concern. If it still pained her, he would gather some herbs to boil for her. A wash could alleviate the pain.