She wanted to hug him_1

Jiang Huai dashed forward like a flash of lightning, only to see an ambulance parked by the roadside with its beacon flashing.

Beside the ambulance were two police motorcycles, and four officers in uniform were surrounding Rong Nian, who was leaning against the ambulance, taking notes.

Jiang Huai rushed over and saw the bloodstains on Rong Nian's white shirt, his face turning pale immediately.

"Boss, how did you get hurt? Did the person who attacked you run away?"

Jiang Huai was as restless as an ant on a hot pan, "Where's my brother? Wasn't he with you? How could you be left alone?"

Rong Nian raised his hand to Jiang Huai's shoulder, "Calm down, I'm fine."

Jiang Huai glared at the bandage that had just been wrapped around his abdomen, "You've lost so much blood, how can you call this 'fine'?"

"Jiang Huai!"

"Present!" Jiang Huai instantly straightened and saluted at the sound of his name being called in such a serious tone.

"..."