However, Zhuang Jing, who had always been arrogant and overbearing, didn't care about this. She glared at her husband and scolded him sternly, "You piece of trash! You only dare to groan in front of me. What's the use of having you? It was their hospital's fault for being incompetent, so why can't I say a few words? Zhuang Jie was still alive and kicking when she left this morning. How did she become like this after just a few hours? What kind of lousy hospital is this? They can't even find out the cause of the illness! You're trash!"
Zhuang Jing seemed to have gone mad with anger. She grabbed Zhang Ting and scolded him. Her voice was so sharp that everyone in the ward frowned.
