"You accompanied my grandson, my grandson! Your hospital is full of quacks, you treated my grandson to death! You owe my grandson!"
The horrendous screams reverberated endlessly through the hospital corridors. Xiao Yifei slightly furrowed his brow and could only vaguely see, through his exceptional vision, a child with a cyanotic complexion in the old woman's arms.
"Can we please not panic? Let's all calm down first, and talk slowly about what exactly happened; there is no need to be so drastic."
However, the doctor whom the old woman was clutching desperately was persuading the old woman with calm gentleness. She seemed extremely patient and apparently did not care about the old woman's dirty hands leaving grime on her pristine white coat.
The sight made Xiao Yifei suddenly squint his eyes sharply, because he realized that the female doctor being grasped tightly by the old woman was An Xin.
