Shen Lu was a bit stunned by Sang Yue's accusation.
'Wait, what right does she have to criticize me?'
Sang Yue seemed to realize her tone was off. She bit her lip and softened her voice, "I don't mean to blame you, Boss Shen. I just mean their situation would be better handled at a hospital."
"I understand your desire to help, Miss Sang, but things aren't as serious as you think."
In the car, Shen Lu had already asked Deng Ying if she wanted to go to the hospital. Deng Ying had shaken her head, saying it wasn't necessary.
"The shop has medicine that can treat my sister and me."
It wasn't that Deng Ying wanted to take advantage of the shop, but going to the hospital in this weather was too much of a hassle.
The wound on her forehead looked a little scary, but it was just a superficial injury. Her sister had a cold from the wind that had gotten this bad only because she hadn't taken any medicine for it.
