Chiang Songtao lifted his eyelids slightly and glanced at him, his voice grave, "Look at you all, don't you have no trouble? Matters have their own hierarchy of urgency and importance, but right now, my nephew is seriously injured. He can't even speak, let alone swallow a bun!"
The implication was that they were still being criticized for hiding here and eating big white buns.
Chiang Songhai wanted to ask how Chiang Baohe was, but he changed his words as they came to his lips. "This is a hospital. We have doctors and nurses for everything. Those of us who are old, weak, sick, or disabled can't really help. Since you didn't come here to visit us, Brother, you better hurry and take care of Baohe. Since you say it's so serious, why have you all come?"
At those words, even Chiang Xiao felt like giving her grandfather a thumbs-up.
This was the most relaxed she had felt in all the times they had confronted the Old Chiang Family.
