Luo Ye walked a few steps past the corner and saw Aunt Luo hugging Qian Xiaotian, wiping tears.
Crocodile tears! This was Luo Ye's first reaction.
"Ye'er, wait until Grandpa is out of danger first." Afraid that Luo Ye, in her anger, might act impulsively, Ye Xuan hurriedly leaned close to her ear to whisper a reminder.
Luo Ye clenched her fist tightly, took a deep breath, and looked at Wen Xin: "Mom, I guessed right, didn't I?"
Wen Xin nodded and then hugged her daughter: "It's my fault, if I had handled things better, your grandpa wouldn't have been angry, and this accident wouldn't have happened."
Luo Zhenggang patted his wife's shoulder: "It's not your fault, don't take it all on yourself." He looked at his daughter, "Ye'er, once Grandpa is out of danger, I'll take care of this."
Luo Ye acknowledged and turned her gaze to the Old Sir Luo who was covered in tubes, "Who is the lead surgeon?"
