Accountant Wang's legs had already turned to jelly from fear, and upon hearing the village doctor's words, she felt as if the world was spinning.
But she still had to muster her spirits to take care of her son. She turned and grabbed Uncle Lin's arm, saying, "Uncle Lin, your family has a car. I beg you, please take my son to the hospital. If we're late, he might not be saved."
Uncle Lin said irritably, "If you had told the truth earlier, he wouldn't be in this state now!"
It was only then that Accountant Wang was filled with regret. As she pleaded with Uncle Lin to take Zhao Peng to the hospital, she said, "I'm the one who should die. It was all my idea. I beg you, save my son, he's still just a child…"
The word "child" made all the surrounding villagers unable to watch any longer.
Someone watching the commotion sarcastically said, "Yeah, a 'child' in his thirties, old enough to wreck a woman's reputation, surely a precious little treasure…"
