Charlie’s expression was calm.He didn’t ask why they had argued; he simply said lightly, “Got it. Stay there for now. We’re coming over.”He hung up and, with Candice and Rex, headed to the CT room.There, Jerry was holding Rita, Phoebe sat in a chair with red, tearful eyes, saying nothing, while two nurses stood by helplessly.Candice carefully asked, “Young Madam, may I ask what conflict you had with Miss Clarke?”Phoebe lifted her head. “Miss Clarke was too rough. When she helped me, she only thought of herself and walked ahead. On the way here, I almost fell. Earlier, I felt nauseous and wanted to go to the bathroom. I was already uncomfortable. I asked her to slow down, but she wouldn’t listen. I fell and scraped my knee…”She explained how the conflict had started—a petty, trivial process.It was hard to say who was right or wrong.Candice comforted
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