On the first floor of the clinic, a traditional physician dressed in white robes was experimenting with medicine. When he heard his daughter's voice, he immediately frowned. "How many times have I told you to act more like a girl? You behaving so brashly is unseemly."
The ponytailed girl pouted. "But Dad, the man upstairs is fluttering his eyelids! It looks like he is about to wake up!"
"What! The boss has woken up?" Du Gang ran out from the kitchen at the back with a cucumber still in his hand.
Du Gang couldn't care about anything else right now and dashed up the stairs two at a time.
The traditional physician's eyes widened, and he left the medicinal herb desk to head towards the second floor.
When Du Gang entered the room, Ruan Zeyan had already sat up. He was not dressed in anything but the bandages around his waist. Large patches of bright red blood had seeped through those bandages. He looked shocking.