Jiang Siming smiled and said, "Auntie, don't be a stranger. This has nothing to do with you. Who were the people who smashed everything? Was it recorded on the surveillance footage?"
"Yes, it was all recorded. It's just that there are too many people right now, so the police can't arrest them all immediately," Zhang Changlan replied.
"That's no excuse for breaking the law. Which one is the old lady's son?" Jiang Siming had no notion that breaking the law in a crowd could exempt someone from responsibility.
In his view, the saying that the law did not punish the many was complete nonsense.
"That short, middle-aged man wearing mourning clothes." Zhang Changlan pointed to the short, middle-aged man in mourning clothes who was leading the crowd.
The man was still arguing relentlessly with the police, crying and sniveling as he wailed about how hard his mother's life had been and how he had not even had time to show his filial respect.
"Comrade Police, my mother was perfectly fine. The hospital took her away and brought her here without asking our family. Now they've treated her into a vegetative state. Isn't this obviously intentional harm to a patient? You have to stand up for me~"
As far as Jiang Siming was concerned, the man's acting was embarrassingly terrible.
"He smashed the most things. He was the one who destroyed that million-yuan piece of equipment."
Jiang Siming nodded and said, "Take me to the old lady's ward."
Zhang Changlan was delighted when she heard this. Was Jiang Siming going to take action? That would be wonderful!
Qin Yiyi followed them as well.
Zhang Changlan noticed that her daughter looked much prettier after just one night, as if she had become more mature.
Strange. Hadn't her daughter said last night that