When Zhao Zihao reached the office upstairs, Qin Zhiyou and Xue Feifei arrived at the same time. But neither of them, especially Qin Zhiyou, paid any attention to Zhao Zihao's situation. Qin Zhiyou rushed forward without hesitation.
Mother Lu was carried down. Before she was carried down, it was clear that her entire state was already off. She was slumped on the stretcher bed, obviously not well rested or cleaned up. Her tears were fierce, her hair matted together, with patches that looked entirely white. After just a few months, she seemed to have aged more than a decade.
Zhao Zihao is a doctor. While others might fool him in other matters, when it comes to something within his area of expertise, there's no way they could deceive him. At a glance, he could tell that Mother Lu was indeed overcome with rage and grief, leaving her in a semi-conscious state.
He quickly stepped forward, pushing Qin Zhiyou aside: "Sorry, don't crowd around her for now."
