Ran Yu hurried to the hospital. Ran Dongkui had already been taken to the ward.
After asking the doctor, aside from a fractured right hand, all the other injuries were superficial skin wounds, and there was no concussion—a fortunate misfortune.
Ran Dongkui lay on the hospital bed, his face pale as he comforted her, "Xiaoyu, don't worry, I'm fine, it doesn't hurt at all."
Ran Yu bit her lip and pulled Qiao Li out of the ward, closing the door behind them before asking, "Why did Dad fall down the stairs?"
Qiao Li spoke with a stiff voice, "How would I know? He wasn't careful, that's all. Are you suggesting we would harm him?"
Ran Yu laughed coldly, "It had better not be that way."
