Other classmates knew full well whose credit Zhang Desheng's success belonged to, so aside from glancing at Student Xie, each one was planning that next time they'd bring Student Xie along to help.
Outside the treatment room, Zhang Li and his wife Lau Jinyin whispered to each other from time to time.
"If they hurt Taotao, as soon as he screams, I'll rush in," vowed Lau Jinyin, as the child's mother, not believing the doctors could handle her son at all, "They must have tied Taotao up like a dumpling."
Imagining her son's small body being "bullied" by the medical staff, Lau Jinyin's eyes reddened, about to tear up.
Zhang Li not only didn't stop his wife's words but encouraged her: "You go in first, I'll call for people."
"Who are you calling?" Lau Jinyin asked her husband.
When they came to this hospital for treatment, Zhang Li had already seen someone nearby wandering around with a camera on their back, likely a reporter from some newspaper or magazine.
