"I'm going too," Zhao Guoqiang blurted out.
Qiao Qingyu curled her lips sarcastically, "What are you going to do there, escalate the conflict? Or turn this trivial matter into common knowledge? Zhao Guoqiang, do you want to lose everything?"
Zhao Guoqiang's face changed, and in the end, he clenched his teeth and strode towards his home, followed by Qian Guizhi, who looked at Qiao Qingyu gratefully and pulled her child along.
Qiao Qingyu's eyes darkened.
She wasn't worried that Zhao Guoqiang would resort to violence when he got home; at most he would yell a few words. But he probably wouldn't be able to stay at home; he would end up rushing to the hospital. Therefore, Qiao Qingyu stomped her foot, grateful that she had worn her down jacket today. She put on her hood, zipped it up, and jogged all the way to the base hospital.
The schools, kindergartens, and stores of the Tenghai Research Base weren't far from each other, but the hospital was on the edge of the base's secure area.