What Mrs. An uttered turned out to be ominous.
The Jiang family had an unrestful night.
As long as Grandma Jiang remained silent, no one dared to go to bed. Even if there was nothing to be done, they had to wear a distressed and anxious face in front of Grandma Jiang to assure her of their presence.
Jiang Jinxu, Grandma Jiang's dearest son, was unconscious, had no recollection of his surroundings and was smeared with blood.
How could they dare to leave!
The children were so tired that they fell asleep on the spot. The adults were no better off. The doctor had finished his examination and left. By rights, they had nothing to do with the matter anymore...
Qian Zhenzhu nudged Jiang Dagui, Jiang Dagui gestured towards Grandma Jiang.
If they dared to leave now, they would be the designated scapegoats for her anger.
His mother loved him, yes, but her favourite was still his younger brother.
The others? They could step aside.
