"Xue Er, why are you here?" Song Yun recognized Lan Xue and greeted her with some surprise. She looked into Lan Xue's eyes, filled with curiosity and confusion, and asked, "Do you know the person who saved me?"
"He wasn't trying to save you. He was just protecting himself and happened to knock you to the ground," Lan Xue said coldly.
Song Yun knew Lan Xue's cool exterior hid a warm heart, so she said unconcernedly, "Whether he saved me or not, I'm well aware. Before I came here, I had someone check the surveillance and analyze the bullet's trajectory. I know the shot was aimed at me. If it weren't for him, I would be dead by now. But you, why are you so anxious?"
"How is he?" Lan Xue didn't care to entertain Song Yun's questions and looked towards Ghost Hand.
"He should be fine, might have lost a bit too much blood. A good patch-up should do it. Don't worry, he's in my hands," Ghost Hand quickly reassured, patting his chest with a sure look.