Outside the hospital ward, the young men who had been waiting vigilantly immediately approached as Qin Jun and Zhou Yun stepped out.
"Uncle Qin, how is Young Master Qin now?"
Qin Jun didn't respond. Instead, he asked in a low, sinister voice, "Qin Shuai said Qin Fan did this. Is that true?"
"Yes!" After exchanging glances, the young men nodded.
Qin Jun's brows twisted in extreme anger.
"Keep an eye on Qin Shuai for me," he ordered. "Call me if anything happens. Here's my phone number!"
He handed a business card to one of the young men, then turned and walked away. With a face contorted by venomous resolve, a seething Zhou Yun followed him closely without a word.
They're going to make trouble for Qin Fan? one of the young men thought, his mind flashing back to Qin Fan's martial skill. He called out anxiously from behind the couple, "Uncle Qin, Qin Fan is different now! More than a dozen security guards at the bar were no match for him!"
