When Gu Beicheng woke up, it was the evening three days later, and he could barely eat some porridge. Things looked pretty good.
In the evening, Feng Yan came over, while Chi He kept watch outside the ward.
"How is it?" Feng Yan casually grabbed a chair and sat down beside the bed.
"Not bad," Gu Beicheng responded flatly.
"I went to see the chief." Feng Yan raised an eyebrow as he looked at the person on the bed.
"How did the old man explain?" Gu Beicheng asked rather casually.
He had been awake for about an hour and already understood most of what he needed to know.
"He said for the sake of the Feng Family, he could only push you out." The person on the chair slightly curled his lips.
"Do you believe that?" The person on the bed glanced at him.
"If I don't, what can I do?" Feng Yan raised a thick eyebrow, "What are your thoughts?"
"None." Gu Beicheng propped himself up on the bed, trying to sit up.
Feng Yan immediately stood up, intending to help.
