The crowd around them grew larger, the tanker truck driver also surrounded by pedestrians.
Some people called the police and ambulance, chattering nonstop.
Others ran over to ask about Song Guanchao's condition.
The police arrived quickly, controlled the driver, and took him away.
Traffic police then arrived to start directing traffic.
It wasn't long before the ambulance also arrived.
Song Guanchao was taken to the hospital, examined, and was fine.
After handling the wound, just as Song Guanchao was about to leave, Wen Ru suddenly appeared at the hospital.
"Why are you here?"
Wen Ru didn't answer but looked at the bandage trembling on his head, "Is it serious?"
"Just a small scratch on the head, nothing major."
"Was it that undercover agent?"
"Yes."
"You should talk to Mr. Liang."
"Talk about what?"
Song Guanchao shook his head.
"They've already tried to kill you, and you still want to protect her?"
"It's not about protecting her..."
