"What? Is your brain clogged with sh*t? You know she's dying, yet you still called the ambulance. Doesn't that mean our Hongyang's matter will be handled by 110? What were you thinking? Are you trying to jeopardize our Hongyang?"
Hearing this, the butler was enraged.
"Second Young Master was the one who grabbed the knife and started slashing at her. The fault lies with Second Young Master! The Yun Ying girl's family is already so poor. Her husband's dead, and she's raising her son alone. If she dies just like that, what's going to happen to her son? Why shouldn't we call the ambulance?"
"Is there something wrong with your brain? What's the point of saving her if she's about to die? You said it yourself that she has a son, and I wanted to settle this privately. Since that's the case, then I'm leaving this responsibility to you. Let me tell you, I won't pay a single cent for this matter!"
