Wei Changqing heard that such a big thing had happened, turned around and coldly swept his gaze over Zhan Dapeng and the others, saying, "Look, he says it's nothing. I think, even when someone dies, he won't tell us the truth. He simply doesn't—"
"Old Six—" Zhan Dapeng didn't like him speaking about Xiao Yebai this way, frowned and interrupted him, "Second Brother isn't that kind of person."
"Isn't he? Did you hear what people are saying?"
"Second Brother must be worried about us worrying too much. Anyway, all the doctors we can invite are here, and isn't everyone doing well now?"
Wei Changqing snorted coldly, said, "If everyone is really doing well and he doesn't want us to worry, why did he call us here today? He could continue to conceal things, appearing smarter, more self-assured, and never let us know what's happened."
Zhang Sanfeng's gaze slowly swept over his face, "I feel like this tone of yours is defending someone else."
