She would really go crazy. She would drive herself to insanity—if not to death.
Xia Ruoxin changed into a new set of clothing and took off her wig. There was no need for it anymore. Her face was deathly pale, filled with only pain and despair.
She opened the door to Rainy's ward and walked in with soft steps and realized her daughter was still asleep. The extremely silent room was filled with the sounds of her shallow breathing.
Xia Ruoxin sat by the bedside and laid the blanket over her daughter. Her hoarse voice was almost inaudible. "Rainy, I'm sorry. Mommy couldn't save you. I'm sorry. I'm sorry…" It was just that… no matter how sorry she felt, it wouldn't change that man's mind; neither would it help her daughter get in surgery. Without surgery, her daughter would still die tomorrow—if not today.
