When Muchan came back, Ning quickly got up. "How is she now? Is she okay? She lost so much blood, I—"
Placing the glass down, he gently placed his hand on her shoulder. "Ning you need to calm down. The doctors are taking care of her, everything is going to be okay." Muchan was yet to talk to the doctor in charge of Ziyi but he didn't want to leave her alone so he decided to wait for Yichan or anybody else who would arrive first.
Just then Weilong arrived and rushed towards them. When he saw Ning, he panic strickenly asked, "Ning, what are you doing here?" Looking at her bloodstained hand and clothes, he widened his eyes in shock. "This—did you get hurt?"
Vigorously shaking her head, she answered, "No, mom—she—" Covering her face with her hands, she started sobbing louder. "It's all my fault."
Pulling her into his embrace, Weilong assured her. "It's not your fault, stop blaming yourself."
"No, nothing would have happened if I hadn't called her there."
