Ruan Tianling and the others managed to drive down the mountain in just ten minutes.
Ten minutes later, Nangong Ruyue's phone rang.
She answered, and Xiao Zexin's urgent voice came through.
"Ruyue, we're safe now. Don't do anything foolish, let them treat you quickly!"
Unexpectedly, he still understood her so well, knowing she was still holding on.
Nangong Ruyue tapped her phone with her fingers in response.
She hung up the phone and discarded the small knife.
Nangong Xu's people naturally rushed up to support her for treatment.
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By the time Nangong Xu arrived, Nangong Ruyue's wounds had already been bandaged.
She lay on the hospital bed, her face pale.
Nangong Xu pursed his lips, gave her a glance, and directly asked the doctor, "What's her condition?"
"Fortunately, Madam didn't lose much blood, and she's fine now. The fetus is also safe, but she needs to rest for a while before she can walk again."
Nangong Xu nodded, "Everyone, out."
"Yes."
