As soon as he got out of the building, Luca fainted. Wang Fei carried him towing to the car, and Fang Lesheng came out in a wheelchair.

Wang Fei was a little anxious: "Let's go quickly. This boy's injuries are not serious. He needs to be treated as soon as possible."

Fang Lesheng looked like an old god. "Skin and flesh hurt, no one can die. Besides, he didn't cut the knife himself?"

Wang Fei wished he would hurry up. As soon as he threw Luca into the car, he ran to push Fang Lesheng's wheelchair. Heart says, ancestors, hands are also called skin trauma, dare this injury is not...