At the mental hospital, Chiang Qing also welcomed Jiang Dafang and learned about the passing of Old Master Loo.
"The hospital has rules against bringing in outside food. These rice cakes, I managed to persuade them to let me bring them in. Have a bite, it's New Year's after all." Jiang Dafang placed the rice cakes he brought on her table.
Chiang Qing curled her lips at him and then grabbed the rice cake, hurling it directly at him: "Jiang Dafang, there's no need for you to shed crocodile tears."
Jiang Dafang dodged it and didn't even glance at the rice cake that was smashed into crumbs. He just looked at her coldly: "Chiang Qing, I don't need to shed crocodile tears. Honestly, right now, what do you have that would be worth crying over?"
The increased medication left her looking even worse than the last time he visited, her face paler, her body frailer, increasingly pitiful.
