If he were to die, I guess there wouldn’t be any more communication with Di Jinxuan.
But as much as he said so, Nangong Ran couldn’t help the sting in his nose as tears rolled down his cheeks.
Hearing Nangong Ran’s sobs, Di Jinxuan’s voice caught, more flustered; she hastily said, "You should go and find your father quickly."
"Okay." Nangong Ran drew a deep breath, "I’ll hang up first and we’ll talk later."
"Okay." Di Jinxuan hung up the phone, sitting dumbstruck on the bed.
Her head still feeling dizzy, as if she hadn’t quite recovered from the series of events that had just transpired.
It wasn’t her fault, she had been raised in luxury and never had to encounter such things.
Furthermore, her family had never been involved in the underworld. She had never experienced things like fighting, getting injured one day, losing a leg the next, or being hunted by enemies after that.
She hadn’t even thought about what it would be like to personally go through such experiences, but now that she was, it was as if everything went blank.
She was still at the scene, just being informed of the incident had caused her to panic so much, she didn’t know what to do.
All she felt was a great fear, an inconceivable feeling.
She was stunned for a long time before her thoughts gradually returned to normal.
Nangong Jin was injured, and the situation seemed very dangerous, since he didn’t go to the hospital but was somewhere unknown having treatment administered by just some random person!
That meant he was already injured before he called her.
And he was undergoing bullet removal!
He didn’t even go to a hospital!
Was it removed manually?
Without anesthesia?
How, how much pain would that cause?


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