"The patient is no longer in critical condition. However, we just operated on her spine, so she will need to rest. We'll have to monitor her for a while, so we'll send her to a VIP room."
Huo Mian's heart ached as she stared at Yang Meirong's pale face...
She was still unconscious from the anesthesia.
Huo Mian gave Jing Zhixin some money and asked him to take Auntie Wu out for food. She, herself, stayed behind to take care of her mother.
"Sis, what do you want to eat? Want me to bring you some take-out?"
"I don't want anything, no appetite." Huo Mian shook her head in exhaustion.
"Okay, I'll come and find you in a bit."
Jing Zhixin then took Auntie Wu, who had been helping them the entire day, out for a meal...
Huo Mian held onto Yang Meirong's hand with a sunken heart...
If Yang Meirong wasn't her biological mother, then who was?
