"What do you mean by that? Is this matter related to you?"
Witnessing Wen Mian's earnest demeanor, Shang Meijuan's mother's expression suddenly changed drastically.
The woman seized control of Wen Mian's wrist in a grip.
The aggressive action made the hearts of several nurses behind them jump.
After all, Wen Mian was a VIP at the hospital; if she were injured, how could they explain it to Pei Zhiyao?
"Don't be agitated."
Before Shang Meijuan's mother could say anything, a few nurses had already stepped forward, blocking them and forcibly separating the two.
The woman's gaze flickered, and her cloudy eyes betrayed an ulterior motive.
"Did you oversee my daughter's injury?"
Wen Mian waved her hand, trying her best to explain.
"No, I was performing on the same stage with Shang Meijuan, and there was a small accident. We were both injured, but ultimately, if I hadn't made the first mistake, a series of events wouldn't have occurred."
