Chapter 67: Mandatory Hospitalization for Observation

"Doctor, what did you just say?"
"A potential concussion, and he needs to be hospitalized for observation?"
"He was only hit by a bottle, surely it's not that serious, right?"
Yu Zi wore an expression of sheer disbelief, her gaze inevitably drifting toward the injury on Xie Yuhuai's head.
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Both the Jiang family and the Murong family belonged to the eight great aristocratic families. Truth be told, the Jiang family's strength was even slightly superior to that of the Murong family, so Jiang Hansheng naturally had no need to fear offending Murong Boyan.
In her eyes, Lin Yi was merely a prodigal young master; even if he controlled the Lin family's resources, it would be useless, so he might as well hand them over to her.
The reason he ignored the tragic plights of Qingzhou and Songzhou, treating them as temporary setbacks that could be abandoned, was because he had once sworn an oath to defend the entire Great Qian.
Building upon the foundation of the traditional oil-crisp sesame flatbread, Lin Zhou adapted it according to local tastes to create a new kind of flatbread to sell.
Not far away, the green mountains appeared as though they had been stripped of their garments; sand flew and stones rolled, all happening in the blink of an eye.
Today is Tuesday, and regular patrons have already noticed that Lin Zhou did not go to the International Foreign Language School to sell candied hawthorns.
Although Guo Bingkun did not recognize the blood viper, he knew all too well that he must never let it burrow into his body, otherwise he would be left with no choice but to await death.
The remaining portion was not much—certainly not enough to make noodles, but just enough to whip up some pancakes for the children to take to school.
A middle-aged man with broad and thick shoulders stood with his hands hanging down. Wisps of clouds coiled around his arms, and his fingertips trembled slightly, evidently from an excessive burst of force.
"I wish to borrow a few shadow guards from my husband to escort Chi Moyan back to Jiangnan. The Eldest Princess's estate might still harbor a grudge over the martial arena tournament a few days ago. She may find it difficult to make a move here in the capital, but once outside the capital... just in case, it is better to take precautions," Jiang Rong stated straight to the point.
In an instant, San Francisco was immediately caught in a pincer attack from both land and water, placing it in a rather passive predicament.
"Charv, follow me! I'd like to see whether the meager firepower of the Beiyang Fleet is more formidable or the giant cannons of the great Pacific Fleet!" With that, Lovstovsky prepared to lead Charv aboard his flagship, the battleship Nikolai.
Yet at that very moment, Dong Cheng's residence suddenly blazed with light, and his chambers were surrounded. Amidst the black-clad assassin's shock, the door to Dong Cheng's room was kicked open with a single blow, followed by the unhurried entry of Bao Zheng, Hua Lang, and the others.
In truth, Lin Cheng never intended to touch the two of them; in his eyes, these two were utterly negligible.
However, when coupled with the first reason—the bitter enmity between the Mu family and the Japanese—it could be fully explained. Moreover, this time it was Yuta Itoh who had trespassed into the Mu family's sphere of influence.
Seeing Tang Jian suddenly stop, Li Gates paused as well. Following Tang Jian's gaze, a strange feeling welled up in his heart—to be precise, a sense of discomfort.
For a good chief executive, the primary responsibility is to establish an ideological benchmark and set a good standard of work ethic. That is the true way of governance.
Sword Qi surged like a rainbow, piercing through heaven and earth, one after another, endless and dazzling across the sky. Taking advantage of the angel being knocked flying by the slash, Jiang Hua locked his target onto Carol.
His speed had already surpassed the limits of humanity, yet despite this, he still failed to catch up to the nine-colored radiance that had suddenly appeared just moments before.
Recently, things had grown even stranger; Korean King Li Xi's tone had begun to turn somewhat firm, and he had rejected the Empire's annexation of Korea with increasing bluntness.
She hurriedly slipped into the kitchen, and by the time she emerged carrying two boiled lobsters as thick as an arm, Hao Huan had already finished eating all the crab meat, leaving behind only a bit of crab roe that he had grown tired of for her.
"His Imperial Majesty has not yet done so," Liang Luxuan affirmed firmly, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes as she posed a rhetorical question: Could it be that Your Highness will not do so in the future?