In the courtyard, after Ye Qian was carried home, she lay on the bed humming with her eyes closed. Bai Xue, anxious to go to the hospital, was stopped by Ye Qian, who refused with her eyes shut. It wasn't until almost half an hour later that Ye Qian slowly calmed down and finally opened her eyes.
"Mom, I'm fine." Ye Qian said, her eyes red as she tried to sit up.
Bai Xue helped her up, "If you're feeling uncomfortable, just lie down. It's all your sister's fault, otherwise, things wouldn't have gotten so bad."
After propping a pillow behind her daughter, Bai Xue sat down, "Your dad went looking for them again. Let's just hope he brings them back, otherwise, we can't expect our days to get any better here."
Originally, due to the donation issue, her husband already felt ashamed. Now that such a thing happened at home, it would be strange if it didn't involve their family.
