To the small park, Mu Chudi sat in a wooden chair with his baby in his arms.

There's nobody in the park. They should all be led to the 18th floor.

The nurses chose to stay with Muchudi firmly and responsibly, giving up the chance to get big money.

Several people are sitting under wooden chairs, basking in the sun, feeling the warmth of the sun.

Mu Chudi half squinted his eyes, but he heard a small, fragmented voice coming from him.

It's a conversation between a man and a woman.

"Wait a minute and ask him to give you 100,000 pieces for treatment. If he doesn't, we'll touch the...