"Your mother went shopping for supplies a couple of days ago and was hit by a car. She fell down but thought it was no big deal. She settled merely for reimbursement for her medical expenses from the driver at that time. She tried applying medicine for sprains and bruises for the last two days, but her condition didn't improve. She couldn't get out of bed this morning.
Your family's dumpling shop didn't open today. I called an ambulance to take her to the hospital. The doctors say it's severe, and she needs to have surgery. Grace, don't just sit there crying; start thinking of a solution."
Grace Ziegler's tears were unceasing; her eyes had turned red from crying, "Victoria, I got it. I'll rush home as soon as possible. Thank you, and could you please take care of my mother for a bit."
"Don't worry, us neighbors will take care of your mom. Just be careful on your way back, don't hurry, as long as you come back safe."
