Su Ningyan looked at Lu Mingfei and signaled him not to worry.
She was not completely reassured; leaving An An for a while, her heart felt uneasy.
Feng Zhihe worried that Su Ningyan hadn't told the truth, followed her out, "Mrs. Zhuo, I want to ask, is An An really all right?"
"She fainted after the blood extraction today and hasn't woken up yet. But don't worry, she was given a timely blood transfusion; she should awaken later. We won't let her take the risk of blood extraction again."
Feng Zhihe nodded. Regardless of the medicine's effects, An An had already done her best.
She didn't want her son to continue in this state at the cost of An An's life.
"Take good care of her, don't let her take any more risks."
On the top floor, Zuo Mufeng and Zhuo Junyi had stayed all along.
"Second Brother, I think it should be about done; the tail is already somewhat purplish."
