She all but ran into the house, pushing open the door to the main room breathlessly. She found Pan Lanfang lying on a chair with one foot propped up, a hot water bottle beside it.
"Mom!" Jiang Yixia rushed over, squatting in front of her and looking her up and down. "How are you? Is it serious? How on earth did you twist it?"
Seeing her daughter's frantic expression, Pan Lanfang's heart felt both warm and guilty.
She explained in a small voice, "I was just out working in the fields, and I accidentally stepped on a rock and twisted it a bit. It's nothing serious. I'll be fine after a little rest."
Jiang Yixia examined her foot closely. It was indeed a little swollen, but it didn't look too serious.
She breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart still ached. "It's this swollen and you still say it's nothing? Let's go to the hospital."
