"It's fine, no bones were broken. I'll get some medicine for her when we get back."
Byron Thorne pressed on the spot a few times and understood the situation. A child's bones are pliable; it wasn't anything serious. But inwardly, he was furious. 'Bullying my granddaughter is the same as showing me, Byron Thorne, no respect. The Golding family has gone too far, and they still have the nerve to demand compensation. Ptooey!'
'I'll give them dog turds for compensation!'
"We'll accept responsibility. Let Phoenix and Linden come to my place for treatment, and I won't charge a single cent." Byron Thorne paused, then added, "My little girl is so badly hurt. How do you plan to compensate us?"
Tang Xiaonan whimpered cooperatively a few times and squeezed out a few more tears. She lay there listlessly, looking as pitiful as a frost-bitten seedling.
"What's a little scratch like that? It'll heal on its own without any medicine," Mrs. Golding said indignantly.
