"Where's my wife?"
No words were able to come out of Mi Rong's mouth. Then, this person must be Qing Qing's father and the husband of the woman who died in the explosion. Sigh.
When Jun Kai did not get an answer from the woman in front of him. He grabbed her shoulders and shook her as he became more anxious. He then asked again.
"Where is my Ling-er, where is my wife?"
"Sigh, I am sorry sir, but she is gone."
"No." Jun Kai could not believe his ears. His legs strength left him and knelt down. Tears began to fall one by one. The pain was unbearable. No words could describe how he felt. The hope, while he was rushing to the hospital to meet with his wife and child, was gone. He began crying silently while his big hands were covering his face.
Mi Rong felt sad for him and Qing Qing, but she had seen many scenes of the people left behind crying for their loss many times. She could only comfort them. That was what she could only do.
