Meng Yunhan left a reminder then walked outside with Captain Zhang, "Send him over as soon as possible; I'll have my old dad bring some bone soup for Wang Meng. You handle the driver's arrangements. From now on, there must be two people in each vehicle to avoid a repeat of today's incident."
Captain Zhang nodded, "Don't worry, Director. I'll make sure it's handled."
The two split up at the hospital entrance.
Back home, Little Huzi had already been picked up by Old Zhao.
"Dad, go buy some bones later, make some bone soup. A worker from the factory had a traffic accident," Meng Yunhan said with fatigue.
Instantly, Old Zhao asked, "How is he?"
Meng Yunhan rubbed her temples, "His legs have been broken. I've found a specialist who mends bones. The legs are fixed, but when you have time, cook the soup. I'll bring it to him. It takes a hundred days to heal bone and muscle injuries."
Old Zhao agreed without hesitation, "Alright, I'm available."
