This incident escalated and alerted the nearby police station.

Not long after, police cars arrived with sirens blaring and took Meng Xueyun away on the spot.

At the police station, the police officer, with a stern face, wrote down the details of the incident one by one, and then gave him a serious reprimand.

"You're disturbing public order and maliciously injuring someone! If you keep causing trouble like this, you'll be detained next time!"

Meng Xueyun was so frightened that her face turned pale and tears streamed down her face.

She wiped away her tears and nodded repeatedly, saying, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I'll never do it again."

The police made her write a self-criticism and pay the security guard's medical expenses before they let the matter drop.

After leaving the police station, Meng Xueyun's legs were weak, and she almost staggered home, looking completely lost.

My head was buzzing, filled with the policeman's words, "Next time you'll be detained." My heart was pounding, and I felt like the sky was falling.

She had just reached the bottom of her building and hadn't even come to her senses when she heard the lady at the convenience store call out to her, "Hey, Xiao Meng, you have a phone call! It's right here with me, answer it quickly!"

Meng Xueyun was startled and rushed over to take the microphone. Before she could speak, she heard Meng Zihan crying on the other end, filled with suppressed panic.

"Auntie, how's the fundraising going?"

The moment Meng Xueyun heard the word "Auntie," tears immediately streamed down her face.

She choked up, "Xiaohan, your aunt has no choice... we really have no money left."

Meng Zihan panicked, her voice cracking: "But what can I do? I really can't hold on any longer!"

Meng Xueyun's voice trembled as she hurriedly explained, "I... I had no choice! There wasn't a single penny left in the house..."

Meng Zihan was suddenly stunned, and asked in a shrill voice, "Then what about the money I sent you before? Give it to me first, every little bit helps!"

On the other end of the phone, Meng Xueyun's heart clenched, her fingers gripped the receiver tightly, and she felt as if a knife was stuck in her throat.

“Xiaohan, that money… has all been used to pay for your uncle’s medical expenses. He’s very ill now, I can’t just abandon him.”

As soon as those words were spoken, an uncontrollable cry came from the other end of the phone, almost shattering the phone.

"You used it all? Who gave you permission to use it?! What am I supposed to do now that you've used it?! What am I supposed to do?!"