Jiang Yao sneered, "He's young? Is that an excuse for him to harm someone else? He's only six years old, but he's already hurting other people as he wishes. Who gave him the right? The country? Or the law? Did you tell him he could hurt other people? If I died, would you still say that he is young and insensible? That he didn't do it on purpose? Should we look up from the underworld and tell you it's fine? And we forgive you?"
"Colonel Ye, I will never forgive your son, even if he is only six years old, not even if he is only six months old!"
Jiang Yao said sternly, "Get out! I don't want to see you."
"Doctor Jiang, I understand your feelings, but you and your baby are fine, right?"
Colonel Ye frowned. "I also came to apologize sincerely. My son and my wife are waiting at the door. I'll tell him to kneel and ask for your forgiveness."
Colonel Ye did not wait for Jiang Yao to speak; he shouted at the door, "Come in."