The housemaid in the distance saw it happening and, scared half to death, ran to help while shouting for others.
Rosemary was in the middle of a video conference on her phone when she heard a frantic knocking at her door.
May was pounding on the door, "Ms. Rose, Old Mrs. Griffith fell, she’s bleeding! Ms. Rose!!"
Rosemary immediately ended her meeting, opened the door, and as she walked with May, she asked,
"What happened?"
"Serena was pushing her around the garden, but it’s icy out there, too slippery, and the wheelchair skidded."
Rosemary instantly quickened her pace.
The household staff helped Belinda change out of her wet clothes, while Belinda whimpered in pain.
The caregiver rushed to get the first-aid kit, wanting to disinfect and treat Old Mrs. Griffith’s wounds.
As soon as Rosemary walked in, she heard Serena sobbing.
"I’m sorry, it’s my fault, I didn’t take good care of Grandma, I caused her to get hurt. I’m terrible!"
Louisa saw Serena’s clothes soaked with snow, and before she could say anything, Rosemary arrived.
"Rose, quickly check on your grandma. May should have told you the details," Louisa anxiously asked.
Rosemary calmly replied, "May wasn’t there. She wouldn’t know as much as the people directly involved."
What she meant was, she would have Serena herself describe what happened.
Serena’s tears welled up in her eyes, and after a few seconds, she cried again,
"Rosemary, let me explain. I really didn’t mean to."
"Stop crying, Rose is treating her." Sampson patted Serena on the shoulder.
"Go change your clothes first."
"I’m okay, it doesn’t matter. What’s important is Grandma." Serena’s tears still hung on her face, looking pitiful.
Her clothes were cold, her hair was wet, and her body was trembling from the chill.
Rosemary checked the wound on her grandmother’s forehead. Fortunately, it was not severe—no stitches were needed. She simply disinfected the wound and applied medicine, then checked her grandmother’s bones, asking whether this hurt or that hurt.
"How is it, Rose?" Kenneth was somewhat anxious.
"Nothing serious, right?"
"No broken bones." Rosemary then asked the maid,
"Did you notice any other wounds when changing her clothes?"
"There were quite a few." The maid timidly glanced at Serena, then continued,
"The old lady fell face first to the ground and rolled over twice, hitting a decorative rock. So her knees, calves, hands, and other areas are all injured. Here, here, and this spot are also bruised."
Although these were minor injuries, for an elderly person, it was enough to cause pain for several days.
It was fortunate that the slope where she fell was not very long, or the consequences would’ve been unimaginable.
"Grandma, does it hurt here?" Rosemary gently touched her waist.
"It hurts, it hurts so much." Belinda’s tears involuntarily flowed out.
Everyone’s hearts were once again hanging in the balance, fearing that the fall might have caused some serious damage to her waist. They nervously watched Rosemary and the old lady.
"Does it hurt here?" Rosemary touched the left side of her waist.
"It hurts so much." Belinda’s face contorted in pain.
"And what about here?" Rosemary touched her right side.
"It’s unbearable." Belinda, blinking back tears, seemed to be in terrible pain.
"I’ll help you turn over, gently, to have a look."
Belinda was in so much pain she couldn’t move. The caregiver stepped forward to help, but Serena quickly stood up,
"Let me do it! Let me do something for Grandma."


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