"Yaoyao," Tong Junbao said, "let me be your bodyguard! Otherwise, Grandpa really won't be at ease!"
"Ha-ha, Fifth Brother, it should be me guarding you!" Xiao Yao joked.
Tong Junbao said embarrassingly, "There's strength in numbers. Although my martial prowess isn't as good as yours, our combined efforts would definitely be formidable!"
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Yao pondered her next move. How would those people act? Yesterday in the hospital, she had personally seen and heard the family doctors of Zhang Mingming and several others, nurses, their parents, and friends and relatives. Among them, who could be the informant? The reason she didn't suspect others was that the article described the color and shape of the Duanxu Ointment, which only someone who had seen it with their own eyes could have written.
