"Aunt Jin, it’s fine."
"Mom, you should stay out of Xu Guilan’s affairs from now on." Jin Feng spoke with a hint of dissatisfaction.
Of course, his dissatisfaction was directed towards Xu Guilan.
He had no liking for this cousin, but his mother always talked about how pitiful Xu Guilan was... Could it not be that this pity was brought about by Xu Guilan herself?
Aunt Jin quickly said, "I won’t interfere anymore, I really won’t..."
Her voice wasn’t low.
Xu Guilan, who was walking not far ahead, naturally heard and her eyes reddened, tears streaming down her face.
She wanted to explain to her aunt, but she didn’t know what to say.
So, she numbly followed behind her husband and mother-in-law.
A group of them quickly arrived at the police station.
Old Lady Zhao looked at the doors of the police station, and her legs grew even softer.
What if she didn’t want to go?
"Mom, don’t be scared. We just go in and tell the truth, as long as you didn’t do it, we deny it," Zhao Daquan emphasized the word "deny."
As they walked, he had already lost the impulsiveness he had earlier.
Even if it really was his mother who had done it... it was absolutely impossible to admit.
If they admitted it, what kind of reputation would their family have left? They would probably drown in their neighbors’ spit.
Aunt Jin walked ahead, she scoffed coldly, "Huh, it’s not up to you to just deny."
Then she walked into the police station first.
Old Lady Zhao and her son watched her back, furious.
"Mom, let’s go in too."
"...Okay..." Old Lady Zhao faintly responded.
Several people entered the police station.
They were not accompanied by the same officers to give their statements.
Everyone was separated.
Rong Yan repeated what she knew... She spoke clearly and finished quickly.
"Thank you, comrade, for your cooperation. You may go home now! We will contact you if there is anything."
Rong Yan nodded, "Okay."
Then she and Qin Ye walked out of the police station.
Aunt Jin and her son came out almost at the same time.
Because they had only gone to give a simple statement.
But it wasn’t so quick for Old Lady Zhao and her family of three.
They were questioned for quite some time, and Xu Guilan was even taken to have a blood sample taken for testing, not only that, but they also had a doctor reexamine her.
Police officers also went to inquire among the Zhao family’s neighbors...
Rong Yan didn’t concern herself with these issues. She returned home... When Madam Rong saw her, she hurried over and anxiously asked, "How did it go?"
Rong Yan, "I just gave my statement and came back, there was nothing else."
Madam Rong was irked by her casual response, "I’m asking... about your medical treatment..."
Family members know their own issues, if it was someone else, they definitely wouldn’t believe it.
After all, her daughter looked too young.
Someone with great medical skills would typically be an older person.
Rong Yan, "Mom, I said, I told the truth... I said my medical skills were learned from my master, very good... Don’t worry, they’re going to have a doctor check Xu Guilan too, soon they will know I wasn’t just talking nonsense."
Madam Rong: ...
"Mom, you don’t need to worry, Yanyan knows what she’s doing." Qin Ye reassured his mother-in-law.
Rong Yan smiled,
"Mom, you should really learn from Qin Ye... You should have confidence in your own daughter. Your daughter knows what she’s doing, I don’t provoke trouble, nor am I afraid of it. Plus, if anyone doubts my medical skills, I just won’t treat them anymore, let them cry about it..."
Madam Rong:...
What kind of reasoning is this?
"Okay, let’s not worry about those things anymore, didn’t you say you wanted to check on the new house? Go now!"
"It’s already noon, where am I going?" Madam Rong glared at her, "I’m going to cook."
She headed to the kitchen...
Rong Yan shouted at that retreating figure, "Mom, let’s have dumplings for lunch! I want pork filling."
"You better just have some soup!"


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