Miss Su's words were like a blow to Jiang Li's Achilles' heel, and his complexion immediately turned ashen. With his head hung low, he remained silent.
Zhao Ying didn't mean to pick on a child and knew that Jiang Li and Su Lu got along well.
She sighed softly and patted Jiang Li on the shoulder, "It will get better. Do you want me to find you a reliable caretaker too?"
Jiang Li looked up at her, "Thank you."
Zhao Ying nodded slightly, "You're welcome."
As she turned to leave, Jiang Li suddenly thought of something, and his voice chased after her, "If there's any news from the police, can you tell me? I want to know why, what deep hatred could lead someone to do something so cruel."
"Sure," Zhao Ying answered indifferently, and went back into the ward.
Su Lu was sitting by the bed. Seeing Aunt Zhao come in, she quickly stood up, "Aunt Zhao, how did it go?"
"No big problem, she should be able to start tomorrow at the latest," Aunt Zhao said.