Not feeling at ease with Yun Jue, Gu Junzhu came out to check the situation and instructed Gu Qingrun, "Qingrun, go and take a look."
"Yes, young master!" Gu Qingrun nodded in acknowledgment, walked to Yang Jiezhen's side, squatted down to examine her, and then turned back to report to Gu Junzhu, "It's fine, young master, she won't die."
He waved to the assistant, got a medical kit, took out tweezers, cotton balls, gauze, and some antiseptic, and began treating Yang Jiezhen's wound.
While cleaning Yang Jiezhen's wound with a cotton ball using tweezers, he muttered, "Ma'am, I think you've been watching too many TV dramas. To die from hitting a tree, it takes a lot of force. With your strength, at most, you might have a concussion, nothing more, you won't die."
Yang Jiezhen trembled with anger, "You... you..."
She raised her hand intending to push Gu Qingrun away, but her arm was held down by Muu Qiuchen.
"Mom!" Muu Qiuchen cried out in grief and anger, "Have you had enough?"
