It seemed like a long time in the chaos, but it was only five minutes. Just now, Mrs. Song was inside chatting with Mrs. Fan.
Upon learning that something had happened outside, Mrs. Fan went out to deal with it. She was exhausted and couldn't be bothered with these messes, so she didn't follow, not expecting that the incident involved her daughter, Song Yue.
The doctor was busy on the side, and she couldn't help but just worry helplessly.
Turning her head, she saw Ye Ranran standing there.
"Mrs. Jun." Upon seeing her, Mrs. Song's face looked terrible. If it weren't for her, Song Ze wouldn't have died; he would still be well.
Her proudest child, just gone like that. The pain of a parent burying their child couldn't just be described with the word "grief".
In her heart, Ye Ranran did feel guilty towards Mrs. Song and Song Ze. She owed them a life, it wasn't like her heart was devoid of thoughts.
