VIP ward
Song Xirou was lying on the hospital bed; a bandage stuck on her forehead and her foot was wrapped in a thick one, she looked rather miserable.
Zhang Tong sat at the bedside, watching over her unconscious daughter on the bed, her face masked with gloom.
"Auntie, it's getting late. We should go back now. We'll visit Xirou again when she wakes up tomorrow," Quan Yifei said as darkness outside began to envelop the room.
Zhang Tong looked up at her and restrained her initial response when she noticed Rhee, "Alright, thank you for coming."
After seeing off Rhee and Quan Yifei, Zhang Tong could no longer hold back her anger.
She glanced at Song Yi, her tone filled with discontent, "What were you doing outside the operating room, stopping me? Can't you see how hurt Rourou is? Doesn't it break your heart?"
Her daughter went to the Quan Family safe and sound, but now she's in this condition. How could anyone be happy about it?