The doctor in the lab coat nodded seriously. "Yes, Madam Qi has been examined thoroughly. Let alone a sequelae, she doesn't even have common bruises." After some contemplation, the doctor could only attribute this to luck and softer stairs.
Father Zhu thanked the doctor and hurried to Mother Zhu's bedside to ask what had happened. How could she have rolled down the stairs from the second floor?
"I just went out shopping with my sisters today and sprained my foot while going up the second floor while wearing my stilettos. I stumbled and fell down the stairs." Mother Zhu palpitated and was horrified at the memory. "I accidentally knocked over a blue and white porcelain vase in the living room and it shattered all over the floor. I was lying on it when Aunt Wang came over to help me up. But I was totally fine and unharmed."
