Chen Yi received a call from Tan Jing's form teacher and did not dare to delay for a moment before coming to the hospital. At this moment, Tan Jing's injuries had already been cleaned. Her snow-white bandages were stained with some blood, and they looked horrible.
"Jingjing!" Chen Yi laid down in front of her daughter's bed and stroked her head. She cried and said, "How did this happen?!"
"Mom, I'm fine. Don't worry," Tan Jing said weakly.
"You're my daughter. How can I not worry?" As Chen Yi spoke, she vented her anger on Tan Jing's teacher. "What's wrong with you? Why would my daughter jump off a building?"
The homeroom teacher calmed Chen Yi down first. "Mrs Tan, don't get too worked up. Let's sit down and talk about it slowly."
