Yu Zhen bundled Ning Jia and Zhao Qiang's files together and sent them to Qi Wang.
After reading them, Qi Wang's reaction was more or less the same as Yu Zhen's and Chen Chen's.
Qi Wang then showed the files to Zhong Li. Zhong Li glanced at them, his expression calm.
Qi Wang asked in surprise, "That's all?"
Zhong Li asked back, "What else?"
"I saw how worried you were about Ning Jia, so I thought he was someone important to you. Looks like I misunderstood. You two probably aren't that close," Qi Si said.
Zhong Li frowned. He held it in for a moment, but ultimately couldn't help explaining, "I'd already seen these files."
"You've seen them?" Qi Wang opened Ning Jia's file again. "What about this one? Ning Jia's file—have you seen this too?"
Zhong Li's expression changed. He hurriedly reached out to snatch Qi Wang's phone.
"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?" Qi Wang quickly dodged aside. "It's my phone. If you want to see it, I'll send it to you. Why are you in such a rush?"
As he sent the file, Qi Wang deliberately said, "Now you're in a hurry? Weren't you so calm just now?"
Zhong Li pressed his lips together and said nothing.
Only after receiving the file from Qi Wang did he look at him and sincerely say, "Thank you."
Qi Wang gave a soft scoff and said nothing.
Looking at Ning Jia, who was still unconscious in the hospital bed, he asked, "How is he? What did the doctor say?"
"His injuries aren't too bad. His face is badly swollen, but they're all minor injuries. I got there in time with my people, so Zhao Qiang didn't have time to do anything," Zhong Li said.
"Then why hasn't he woken