Chapter 1078: Chapter 1078: Injury from a Fall
Hearing what Sister He said, Song Wenjun’s face quickly turned pale as a sheet of paper, and she tightly gripped her phone, asking, “What happened? How could Little Caihong be in an accident?”
Sister He was also a bit anxious and quickly recounted the situation to Song Wenjun.
Song Wenjun’s daughter is nicknamed Little Caihong.
Little Caihong is five years old this year and has started school; she usually attends piano lessons in the evening as well.
This evening, when Sister He took Little Caihong to her piano lesson, an accident happened.
The entire evening’s piano class was quite peaceful, with no issues.
But just as the class was ending, Sister He was about to go upstairs to pick up Little Caihong when she heard a strange noise.
She ran over to see that Little Caihong had fallen down from upstairs.
She and a nearby teacher rushed over simultaneously, barely managing to catch Little Caihong and prevent her from hitting her head.
However, Little Caihong’s leg was seriously injured and immediately swelled up.
Sister He hurriedly took Little Caihong to the hospital, and upon examination, they found out she had a fracture.
“What?” When Song Wenjun heard that her daughter’s leg was fractured, she was almost on the verge of breaking down, “How could she fall like this? Didn’t they say it wasn’t a hard fall? How did it end up as a fracture?”
Sister He’s voice was full of guilt, “I, I’m not sure either… I was just waiting in the lobby downstairs for Little Caihong, like I usually do. After class, I go to pick her up, but today, she came down the stairs herself…”
As she came down the stairs, somehow she suddenly slipped and fell.
Little Caihong told her that she didn’t know why she missed a step either.
Moreover, Little Caihong’s injury was quite strange.
After the doctor examined her, they said Little Caihong’s leg looked as if someone had directly snapped it in half. The fracture line was very clean, and normal fractures couldn’t possibly be as neat as if cut by a knife.
But because the fracture was neat, it was relatively easy to reset.
Now it has been taken care of.
Only then did Sister He have time to call Song Wenjun.
Upon hearing this, Song Wenjun still looked somewhat pale, with a slight sheen of sweat on her forehead, “Is Little Caihong okay now? Has her father gone there yet?”
Sister He: “I’ve already notified Mr. Wei, and he’s on his way.”
Song Wenjun slightly breathed a sigh of relief, “Good. Please take good care of Little Caihong, Sister He. I will hurry back tonight.”
Sister He agreed.
Seeing her hang up the phone, Wei Qingran asked, “Teacher Song, did something happen to Little Caihong?”
Song Wenjun was about to say it was already handled, when suddenly something occurred to her, and she looked sharply at Wei Qingran.
She grabbed Wei Qingran’s arm, her voice a bit tight, “Is that Jiaoyang Temple’s Abbot really that amazing?”
Wei Qingran could see that she was truly shaken now, and nodded, “Teacher Song, I have no reason to lie to you about this. It’s true, the matters concerning my brother’s family were all sorted out thanks to the Abbot from Jiaoyang Temple.”
Song Wenjun’s face turned even paler, “Then, why did she say my daughter had issues? What’s really going on?”
Wei Qingran then repeated her conversation with Xia Xin to Song Wenjun.
Song Wenjun recalled that she had seen those messages before but hadn’t taken them seriously at the time.
But it was such a coincidence that Little Caihong got into trouble today.
It was too coincidental.
It made Song Wenjun unable to stop thinking more about it.
Song Wenjun bit her lip and said, “What does that Abbot mean, saying there’s something wrong with my progeny palace, that my daughter is going to die? Is it true? How can she be certain?”
Wei Qingran said, “Fortune-telling, I heard some people are very accurate with face reading. The Abbot at Jiaoyang Temple is among those who are very accurate. She’s almost never wrong with her readings. The last time I was in trouble, she saw it at a glance.”