Xie Wanying arrived at the outpatient department of the hospital, where only a few consultation rooms were open for the night clinic. The corridor on the second floor was dark and almost deserted, with a row of IC card phones at the end. She quickly seized the opportunity to call home while no one was around.
Sun Rongfang had returned home, and upon receiving a call from her daughter that evening, she said happily, "I was just about to call you. I talked to your maternal aunt when I got home and told her about how you helped someone on the train. She said that when the time comes, she'll have your cousin who is studying at Zhongshan Medical University get in touch with you. I said that's good, considering you need someone to guide you."
Had Zhou Ruomei's attitude changed? Had she recognized the reality and was preparing to concede?
Xie Wanying wasn't as optimistic as her mother thought.
