William lay in bed, in excruciating pain due to her broken leg. Her mother had already called an ambulance, but for some reason, it hadn't arrived yet.

"Mum, my leg hurts so much..." William cried, "My head hurts too."

When her mother touched her, she realized that William had a fever. She quickly went to get a wet towel to place on her forehead.

"Hang in there, your dad has already called to urge the ambulance to come," her mother said.

Outside the door, William's father was getting impatient, "What do you mean the dispatch can't send an ambulance?... They're all busy delivering babies?"

"What do you mean we should go to the hospital ourselves? A broken leg is still a broken bone. How can you say it's not an emergency...?" he argued with someone on the phone.

He hung up the phone, fuming, muttering under his breath, "They must think we're poor and won't give them a red envelope, so they're dragging their feet. Saying that they can't dispatch an ambulance for a pregnant woman, are all pregnant women giving birth tonight or what?"

William heard all of this, and her tears flowed even more intensely. Was she really so unlucky? Just calling for an ambulance and encountering this kind of situation where they couldn't dispatch one?

"Mum... I want to eat watermelon," William cried.

"Alright, Mum will go cut some for you," her mother immediately responded.

William's father sighed, "Don't worry, I'll go out and call a cab. We'll just go to the hospital ourselves."

If only they had known earlier, they should have just taken a taxi to the hospital. It would have been so much better...

Just then, the door was kicked open. It's not an exaggeration, it really was kicked open.

William's mother was scared out of her wits, holding the watermelon in a daze.

"Who are you?!" William's father stepped forward to block them.

A man sneered, "Oh, still planning on cutting watermelon? What are you going to eat? Go eat shit!"

He was so angry that he kicked a chair aside.

William sensed something was wrong and grabbed onto her blanket, shaking in fear.

Sure enough, everyone's gaze turned to her, and they spoke harshly, "You're William?!"

A man coldly took out a memorial tablet and threw it at her face with a sneer!

"These memorial tablets, are they the ones you worship!?"

William's heart jumped, and she quickly shook her head, "No...what are you talking about? I don't understand what you're saying!"

An old woman holding a crutch angrily poked the floor, making a thumping sound. "You're still pretending! Did you secretly worship the big villain who killed thirty of our fellow countrymen in building 7? Is it you!?"

The crowd glared with anger, cursing and yelling.

William's parents took a while to react and hurriedly said, "There must be some misunderstanding... we just moved here a few months ago! We don't even know who those people you're talking about are!"

"Our little Clara is very timid, even scared of cockroaches. How could she do something like secretly putting up a memorial tablet?"

But no one listened to their words.

A middle-aged man directly grabbed William's arm and dragged her out of the room!

"Your name is written on the memorial tablet, William. Don't try to deny it!"

William's mother cried and shouted again. These people are too evil. They are just bullying them because they are poor and have no background. They are slandering their daughter!

"You are all bandits! Is there no law in this world?"

"What evidence do you have that it was our daughter just because the name William is written on the memorial tablet? There are so many people in the world with the name William!"

No one listened to her cries and shouts.

After all, this matter was too infuriating, and it had caused many people to lose their sanity.

Some people rummaged through their things, determined to find evidence that William worshipped the evil person.

Some people got into conflicts with William's father while pulling and pushing.

The room was very chaotic, and someone took the opportunity to pull William's hair and gave her a few big punches.

William was stunned and kept crying, "It's not me, it's not me..."

She trembled as she raised her hand to cover her face and cried out loud, "I'm just a leukemia patient! I don't even know them, why should I do this?"

William's mother's lips also trembled with anger. "You are trespassing on private property. I will Diana you..."

As she was searching for evidence, she suddenly found a certificate, and said, "Wait a minute!"

She raised the certificate, which stated that William had received a bone marrow donation, and was indeed a leukemia patient...

Everyone stopped and became skeptical.

Was she really a leukemia patient?

If so, she really had no reason to do such a thing...

Could they have made a mistake?

Seeing everyone hesitate, William cried so hard that she couldn't catch her breath.

"I, I didn't do it, it's really not me... I go for treatment every month. Our family is so poor that we can't even afford to waste leftover food. We have to eat leftovers for three days. My parents save money to buy a piece of pork and have to split it into two meals for me. They don't even have enough to eat themselves..."

"We are such a poor family, how can we afford to offer sacrifices to others!"

William was extremely desperate, tears streaming down her face, and her pitiful appearance made people sympathize with her.

William's mother hugged her and sobbed, "My poor daughter... What sins have we committed in our past lives? Why is my daughter's fate so hard?"

William's father squatted on the side, pulling his hair and saying nothing.

If he had to confront someone weaker than him, he would attack with force, but if he had to deal with someone stronger, he would keep quiet... Although he was squatting in the corner and not saying anything at the moment, he seemed pitiful in every way

Just as everyone hesitated.

Suddenly, a cute voice sounded, "Uncles and aunties, there's a surveillance video here!"

Susie held up a USB flash drive high.

Wade held his dad's computer in his hand, plugged in the USB flash drive, and played the video.

The video showed William sneaking in with fruit and incense paper into Building 7.

The time was frequent, she would go there every two or three days, and she had been doing it for several months now.

The date on the surveillance footage was clearly displayed, and it was undoubtedly William who was filmed. It showed when she went in and when she came out.

William's parents were stunned.

Just now, when they were arguing, they said they didn't even know who those bad guys were, but how could they not know when they all moved in?

And their daughter, actually... secretly worshipping the hated criminals together with the people and gods?!

"It's impossible..." William's mother murmured, "My daughter is physically weak and struggles even to go downstairs..."

William's father also said in confusion, "My daughter has a kind heart and wouldn't do such a thing..."

Both of them looked at William.

William had been stunned long ago. She thought there was no one in that building, so she didn't think there was surveillance. Who knew there was...

"I... I..." She stuttered, unable to speak, and could only shake her head desperately. Tears fell along with her movements, which was so pitiful and helpless...

Suddenly, she saw Martin outside the crowd and instantly looked as if she saw hope!

She stumbled up and cried out, "Brother Martin, it's not me. I don't know what's going on. Brother Martin, please help me..."