What did it mean for Mr. Xiaojiu to assure him that he was all right?
The way Nangong Xu spoke about it was making it clear to her.
Even if he claimed to be all right, wasn't he simply obeying Uncle's instruction? Couldn't he tell the truth himself?
Seeing Nangong Xu about to leave, Baili Xia panicked and rushed over to block his path.
"You can't leave. You must examine Uncle's injury. Please attend to him immediately."
"Do I look like I'm in trouble?" Mu Xiaojiu seemed indifferent.
Baili Xia was just staring at Nangong Xu, arms outstretched, refusing to let him go.
Helplessly, Nangong Xu turned back to Mu Xiaojiu, the same magnetic voice slowly resonating.
"Mr. Xiaojiu is indeed seriously injured. Since Miss Xiaxia already knows, why not let me take another look?"
Mu Xiaojiu was slightly impatient; he did not want to deal with his injury in front of this girl.
However, Baili Xia was still staring at his chest, looking anxious.