The man clutched his head and screamed. Chen Ge turned and pushed open the door. "Come in and take a look! What's wrong with this guy?"
The two women looked inside. Jiang Dawu, a burly man, was rolling on the floor with his hands over his ears.
"He was about to hit me with a bottle, then suddenly started acting like this. He scared me half to death." Chen Ge stepped behind the two women. "You know I'd only just come in a few minutes ago. Don't you think he might be trying to frame me?"
"Given what kind of person he is, he's capable of anything. But don't worry, we'll testify for you. We won't let someone who stood up for what's right be treated unfairly." Sister Li had always looked down on Jiang Dawu and hated him from the bottom of her heart.
The two women had both witnessed what happened, and they had never seen anything like it before.
"Why don't we call an ambulance? We can't just leave him rolling around on the floor. Once the doctors get here, we can figure things out." Chen Ge made the suggestion.
"You're too kind. Don't bother with someone like him. Let him suffer a little longer." Sister Mei had a sharp tongue but a soft heart. After a while, she called emergency services anyway.
The ambulance took Jiang Dawu away. Jiang Ming's mother walked over to Chen Ge with the letter in her hands, gesturing frantically as if she wanted to explain something.
"Don't panic." Since she couldn't hear him, Chen Ge had to turn to the woman beside him. "Sister Li, actually, I already know what happened to their family. Could we find somewhere to talk?"
"Of course." The two women led Chen Ge and Jiang Ming's