"Ning Bingcai passed out?"
In the East Cross Court, Ning Mengyao frowned as she looked at Ms. Li.
"Yes, when I got up this morning to buy breakfast, I found that Ning Changfeng was still standing at the main gate, so I thought to go through the back door. But unexpectedly, I found Ning Bingcai collapsed at the back door, both of his knees covered in blood, and he was nearly breathless. That's why I hurried to tell the old master to bring him in and called a doctor to check on him. Fortunately, there's nothing serious, it's just due to his old age that he fainted from kneeling for too long."
Ms. Li nodded repeatedly, as she was a witness to the scene.
"I know you're angry, but you also have to understand your grandfather. After all, even if Ning Bingcai is worthless, he's still the old master's biological son. Seeing him so weak and close to death, he couldn't just not save him."
"But this guy, to think he could persist through even this, I really underestimated him."
