Zhang Yuewen hurriedly supported his grandfather, as chaos erupted in the brigade headquarters. Everyone quickly lent a hand to send the man to the health clinic.
At the entrance of the health clinic, many villagers were idly chatting. Once they understood the ins and outs of the incident, they all felt embarrassed for Zhang Yinwen.
"What were you thinking? After such a serious incident, you didn't even ask how injured the other party was, and you immediately demanded someone go to the police station to bail them out."
"You've really got some nerve. But then again, if Zhang Qiaoyan's deed got out, it could truly affect the village's reputation. Who would have thought that Zhang Qiaoyan, who prides herself on being cultured daily, could harbor such malice? If Luo Qiao hadn't saved herself, I'm afraid there really would have been a disaster."
