After waiting all morning, the Dai mother was struck by a bolt from the blue with such terrible news.
Feeling dizzy and heartbroken, she cried, "No, doctor, that can't be right. My eldest son is only in his early thirties, he doesn't even have a child yet!"
"Ma'am, I understand your feelings, but I'm sorry, the patient's injuries are severe, and we did all we could," Hu Qian said sadly, adjusting her glasses. Although she really didn't see the demise of a scumbag who climbed up through family connections yet still dreamed of mistresses as something to mourn for.
If it weren't for Jing's happiness, she might have strived to make sure that thing never stood up again!
With a heart-wrenching cry of "my son," Dai mother tilted back. If not for Dai Weijia's quick reflexes, the old woman's bones would have crashed onto the hospital's concrete floor.
