It was honestly beyond bizarre to have a mother like that.

Even the doctor on the scene couldn’t help but feel concerned for Aurora.

It didn’t matter if they couldn’t afford the treatment. Between the few of them, they would’ve found a way to pull the money together somehow. They were determined to get her treated, no matter the cost.

Grace, meanwhile, seemed satisfied once the siren was turned off. But anyone who understood how ambulances worked knew the siren was meant to alert others to make way. Without it, their arrival at the hospital would be delayed. And the child had already been burned – did this mother really want to slow things down even more?

Unable to watch any longer, the head nurse stepped forward.

“Excuse me, ma’am,” she said.

Grace, holding Tessa in her arms, looked at her, puzzled. “What is it? Is something wrong?”

“Are you not coming to stay with her?”

The head nurse almost laughed from disbelief and thought, “Your daughter’s in this condition, and you have the nerve to ask whether something is wrong?” Did those words really just come out of a mother’s mouth? The nurse was honestly stunned by her. And judging by the house they lived in and their lifestyle, it wasn’t like they were struggling. So why treat this daughter so poorly?

“Staying with her? That’s such a hassle,” Grace frowned. “How about this – you focus on treatment. Just let me know how much it’ll cost later. If you really need someone to stay with her, just hire a nurse or something. Price doesn’t matter.”

After hearing that, the head nurse was completely speechless. This mother clearly wasn’t doing anything important – she was just here with the other child. So why wouldn’t she go to the hospital? Was there really such a conflict between the two?

The head nurse genuinely couldn’t understand it. At a time like this, how could someone be so cold?

“Is this how a mother behaves?”

She hadn’t meant to stir trouble, but faced with such an irresponsible parent, she couldn’t hold back anymore. She rarely rode in ambulances herself – this was her first time, and she’d already run into someone like this. She simply couldn’t stay silent.

Hearing someone speak to her so bluntly, Grace’s temper flared. “What’s that supposed to mean? She’s my child. I can do whatever I want. What does that have to do with you?”

“If you know she’s your child, why can’t you go stay with her?” the nurse couldn’t help but retort, “What kind of parent are you? Don’t you feel the slightest responsibility?”

She had never met such an arrogant mother before. Usually, when emergencies happened, parents – no matter their status – would rush to be with their child the moment a word was said. But this woman stood there, unapologetic and shameless. It was the first time the nurse had ever witnessed something like this.

“So what?” Grace snapped, growing increasingly annoyed. “You said it yourself – she’s my child. I have every right to decide what I do. How is it any of your business? I already said I’ll hire the best nurse to look after her. Are you just assuming I’m like you – broke, and thinking everyone else must be broke too?”

“You…”

The head nurse was stunned by Grace’s arrogance. She had simply wanted to talk some sense into her. But now, she realized this woman had no shame and conscience.