Gui Lanzhi cannot stand hearing anyone call her son ungrateful.
With red-rimmed eyes, she immediately said urgently, "Ah Sheng, how can you speak like that? Ming Yan genuinely had something to attend to in town. You all know he's working at the clinic and understand why. Today, the girl really fell ill and it's quite serious. He's a doctor; shouldn't he go out to buy medicine and treat her? It's a sickness; he didn't know the calf would get scalded at this moment..."
The villagers seemed to realize they might have spoken too harshly.
Looking sheepish, one glanced at the child in their arms, saying, "I was just anxious."
Gui Lanzhi's eyes reddened, "Being anxious doesn't mean you should speak like that..."
