Qiao En returned to the hospital, and Mrs. Qiu was still kneeling in the same spot.
She wasn't sincere, kneeling there hunched over, her body twisting and turning.
Qiao's mother had the ward door tightly closed, and she leaned against the door gap heaving sighs.
Passersby gesticulated at her, and she grimaced, glaring at them with her eyes.
Qiao En approached from a distance, her footsteps light, Mrs. Qiu didn't notice her.
She stood behind Mrs. Qiu, who was sitting on the ground, sending messages to her lover on her phone.
"Ungrateful wretch, nurturing a dog would be more humanlike than you. Just wait until I'm past this ordeal, I definitely won't let you off easily."
Her fingers moved rapidly across the phone screen, sending messages one after another, the other party hadn't replied a single word.
She was somewhat unwilling and dialed the other party's number, but they didn't answer, so she kept calling while cursing under her breath.
