An Ying looked at Lan Ling holding a syringe and asked, "Do we really have to do this?"
Lan Wenbo was not only Lan Ling's master, but also her father, the injection she was about to administer would wake him up, but it could potentially harm his health.
Lan Ling looked at Lan Wenbo, who was still unconscious in the hospital bed, and spoke softly, "Zhuang Xiaowan's condition can't be delayed for even a moment, if we are fast, she may not even survive today's noon, tomorrow night is the full moon night. If Zhuang Xiaowan really dies, I can't imagine what Grandfather would become."
A thin layer of worry tinted An Ying's cold and stern face.
She continued, "If Master were awake, he would definitely agree with my decision."
After her words fell, she approached Lan Wenbo, calmly disinfected the area, and injected the medicine into his bloodstream, "Zhuang Xiaowan must survive."
