The little goat nodded at Lin Tian. Since he hadn't given any other instructions, treating this woman the same as before would be fine. Give her a little food and water each day, just enough to keep her alive.
As for whether the wound on her head would get infected, no one bothered to care.
The little goat glanced again at LuuYong, whose face was swollen like a pig's head, and the silent driver, and asked, "How do we deal with these two?"
Lin Tian did not answer, just looked at the tall and sturdy driver and asked, "What's your name?"
"Liu Meng," the driver replied in a gruff voice.
"Besides being Wang Sicong's driver, what else have you done for him?" Lin Tian asked, squinting.
The driver replied frankly, "A lot."
Those two short words contained a lot of information, much of which was not known to outsiders.
Liu Meng, with a cocky look, said, "As long as you let me go, I can tell you everything about him without missing a word, definitely more than this pighead knows!"
