Wang Xiangyong's surgery was completed, and his broken arm was realigned and fixed. After some time of recuperation, it would be fine.
However, Grandma Wang couldn't be saved and passed away on the second day after being admitted to the hospital.
Ling Chengyan left the matter to Fu Qiang. The investigation results showed that Wang Xiangyong's skills were quite decent, and he had established a bit of a reputation around the area over the past year or so. A group of people brought something for repair that Wang Xiangyong couldn't fix, which made them furious.
Ling Chengyan frowned as she listened, "Don't we know what he was supposed to repair?"
Fu Qiang shook his head, "I asked people from the neighboring shops. They only knew something was being repaired, but they didn't know what it was."
Ling Chengyan rubbed her nose, lowered her eyes for a moment, and said, "Don't you think this is a bit strange?"
