Luo Qiao parked the car at the hospital entrance, not forgetting to remind, "Be safe on the ride."
Yanyan replied with a smile, "Got it, Mom."
Yueyue waved her hand, "Drive slowly."
Watching their mom's car drive off into the distance, the two went towards the hospital's inpatient department and found the ward as instructed by their mom, only to hear the sound of a quarrel inside.
As they walked closer, they heard a woman inside the ward saying, "How old is my son? You're such a big person and couldn't stand still and fell, how can you blame my son for that?"
A man across from her, sounding somewhat impatient, said, "Are you reasonable or not? My wife is still injured and needs rest, discuss whatever later when she's out of the hospital. And raising your voice doesn't make you right, there were other people at the scene anyway, we have no intention to argue with you right now."
