Killing Intent

Upon returning home, Wan Feng and Wan Hai had already left. Sun Li had prepared nutritious shredded chicken porridge and vegetable cakes. A pot of chicken soup was simmering on the stove.

"Lingling, are you sure you don't want to go to the clinic? You're covered in blood," Sun Li said with concern as she watched Ye Ling sip her porridge.

"It's alright, Auntie Sun. Although I'm bleeding, I didn't injure any vital areas. Please don't worry," Ye Ling replied with a small lie. She didn't want to visit the clinic.

Visiting the clinic, getting a diagnosis, and receiving medication all cost money.

Furthermore, Ye Ling was a doctor herself, and the small world was an excellent place for treating and recuperating. Going to the clinic wasn't necessary.

After a simple breakfast, Sun Li urged Ye Ling to rest in bed. Ye Ling looked at Min Nan, who had been silent in his chair, and asked, "Big Brother Min Nan, aren't you going to work?"