"She wasn't hit," Shen Xitong's injuries were actually from her own fall.
Chu Yunrong was speechless for a moment, "But it was still because of his mistake that Tongtong fell."
Having recovered from the initial shock, Shen Xitong managed a forced smile, "Mom, sister is right, I fell on my own just now, and that person was pretty nice about it. Let's let it go." The person was already gone; she couldn't let Qinglan take the blame alone.
"But your hand is injured like this." Chu Yunrong was very distressed, "No, we must hurry to the hospital." Saying this, she began to pull Shen Xitong along to hail a taxi.
She threw the car keys to Qinglan, "Qinglan, you go home first, I'll take your sister to the hospital."
Qinglan took the car keys and headed toward the garage, unaware that Shen Xitong had given her a deep look filled with profound hatred.
Because of the accident, Qinglan no longer felt like wandering around. She drove Chu Yunrong's car home.