Jing Yunzhao looked at the dead body on the ground with sympathy and sighed for the old man.
When he was alive, he did not enjoy the blessings of his children and grandchildren. After he died, he had to be tormented by his son. It was really sad.
The man lowered his head and looked at his old father on the ground. A hint of guilt flashed across his eyes."I naturally don't want my father to suffer like this…"
As he spoke, he carried the old man into the clinic with his son.
Jing Yunzhao stepped forward to help and observed the old man's body carefully. As it was midsummer, the old man was not wearing many clothes, and she could see some bruises on his legs.