"I drove from the opposite direction just now. My car recorded everything that happened earlier. Do you want to see it before speaking up for the old man?" Ye Lin raised his eyebrows.
"Ah, really?!" Lan Xin instantly smiled.
"Yes, so Grandpa, are you sure you want to call the police?" Ye Lin lowered his head and asked Grandpa.
"I…" For the first time, the uncle's tone became hesitant.
Ye Lin squatted down and reached out a finger to touch the old man's swollen area. He probed under his nose and smiled. "Grandpa, you guys are too serious about acting. At least wait until the smell of the medicine dissipates before lying."
"Medicine smell?" Lan Xin lowered her head, wanting to test it.
The old man was agile and immediately let go of Lan Xin's calf to cover his leg. He said, "You're just bullying me. Can't I have some illnesses and misfortunes despite being dozens of years old? What's wrong with applying some ointment usually?"