Hospital.
When Qin Wan entered the ward, Aunt Yang was coaxing Old Madam Mu to eat breakfast.
Old Madam Mu was waving her hand and shouting, "I won't eat."
At the same time, she was looking for Qin Wan.
"Grandma, I'm here."
Hearing her voice, Old Madam Mu looked up at her.
The arm she raised knocked over the porridge in Aunt Yang's hand, splashing half on Qin Wan and Aunt Yang, with the other half spilling onto the floor along with the bowl.
The old lady, feeling pain, blew on her hand and said, "Pain, pain."
Qin Wan, not minding the porridge on her own clothes, grabbed Old Madam Mu's hand to check, "Grandma, let me see if you got scalded."
Aunt Yang was also terrified.
It took her a while to react and explain, "Miss Qin, the porridge wasn't hot."
"Hurt, pain."
Old Madam Mu looked at Qin Wan with pitiful eyes.
After checking her hand, Qin Wan heaved a sigh of relief; indeed, it was not a scald, but the pain from hitting the bowl.
"Miss Qin, your clothes are dirty..."
