"Lin Yu, are you all right?" Deputy Director Zhang hurried over, clutching his daughter with concern when he saw her.
Zhang Linyu shook her head, looking anxiously toward Sun Yiliang at the side of the hospital bed. In a whisper, she pointed and said, "It was this man I hit. He's still hasn't woken up. The doctor said there's no danger to his life now, but why hasn't he woken up yet?"
Deputy Director Zhang turned and looked at Xu Qingqing, who was weeping with her hands over her face, his expression becoming stern, "Comrade, I am sorry, my daughter is young and naive. Whatever compensation you want, I will try my best to satisfy you."
Xu Qingqing wiped her tears, her grief and indignation profound, "Can compensation bring my man back to life? Can it undo the harm he's suffered? He still hasn't woken up, and I don't even know if he will wake up. Compensation, I don't lack money, our family is in business."
