The Yan siblings invited the kind neighbors, who had come to offer their support, into their home. After serving tea and asking a few questions, they finally learned what was going on.
The news they had heard was that a patient had died under Yan Feifan's care, and he was likely in serious trouble.
"Xiaoyu, what exactly did you tell your family?"
At Yan Feifan's question, everyone in the living room turned in unison to look at Tian Yu, who was hiding behind her mother.
Tian Yu timidly poked out half her head, only to have her father grab her by the ear and pull her out into the open.
"Xiaoyu, didn't you say on the phone that Xiaoyan was out running errands when he came across a young brother and sister who had been stung by bees?"
"Xiaoyan saved the sister, but the brother died."
Tian Yu nodded her little head and said with a pout, "That *is* what I said."
"But I never said the brother died because of Mr. Yan's treatment."
