Fickleness of human nature

"Yes. I went to visit her not long after you spoke." RK looked at the documents in his hands indifferently. "How is Grandma?" "Mmm, she is in good spirits now." "You didn't tell Grandma about my injury, did you?" "No." "Oh, you didn't, that's good!" "If you are worried about Grandma, you can call her!" "There is no need. When the wound on my back is healed, I will go and visit her." Stella felt that calling her grandmother seemed like she was trying to cover up something. "Okay." Then, RK continued to read his documents while Stella continued to watch the tablet computer in a daze. In the afternoon, several colleagues came to see her. One by one, they were carrying things and smiling at her with enthusiasm. They were so friendly. She remembered that these guys had pushed her out of the group and driven her out as well. What did they want to do so actively? To be honest, Stella was not particularly clear about it, however, she had some guesses. During the period when she was in the hosp