Jing Xuan frowned, his deep-set eyes flashing with a dark light.
He silently observed the man and woman opposite him, feeling that their surprise at seeing Tang Huai was not because of her young age...
Tang Huai's thoughts were not as deep as Jing Xuan's. Faced with the other's skepticism, she just smiled.
She tilted her head and asked Jing Juntao, "Grandpa Jing, what's the patient's condition?"
Jing Juntao glanced at Jing Xuan and said, "Injured during a riot, and has been in a coma since. She was treated abroad and only returned to the hospital yesterday."
Upon hearing this, Tang Huai thought of something. Her bright eyes flashed with astonishment as she looked at the patient on the bed, "She wasn't injured along with Brother Jing Xuan, was she?"
Jing Juntao nodded, "Precisely."
Tang Huai was taken aback, her gaze locked on the woman on the bed, thinking to herself, "Is she the inventor?"
