The people following behind were scared half to death, afraid that if Grandma Shen really lost it, she'd knock Old Ye flat. Old Ye took that embroidered punch from her, staggered back half a step, then steadied himself. Grandma Shen rushed up again and grabbed his collar, but instead of throwing another punch, she wiped all the snot from her crying onto his clothes.
In the hospital, Leng Xianbiao had made it past the danger period, but he hadn't been moved to a regular ward; he was in a separated single room. In a few more days, he'd be able to leave the hospital and return to the unit. To speed up his recovery, he was doing some exercises by the bed as far as his condition would allow.
Knock knock, the door was rapped twice.
Leng Xianbiao drew back his arms and legs and turned around. The door had already opened and two people walked in. He straightened up and gave the person in front a solemn salute. "Bai Dui!"
