The effects of song ran's tranquilizer and anesthesia were slowly wearing off.
The ward was silent, and Li Jin could hear her breathing. She thought of the time when she was pregnant with her. The elder daughter was very quiet, and the younger daughter was a little naughty, always moving around in the belly. People said that the second child should be a son.
Heh, what a naughty little girl.
When they were born, they were different from ordinary children. They were not wrinkled or ugly. They were very beautiful and snow-white. At that time, she thought that it would be such a happy thing to see two lovely little princesses grow up.
She couldn't resist the silence and slowly said, " "Does your mother, Yingluo, treat you well?"
Song ran, who was lying on the bed beside him, unconsciously clenched her fists. After a long while, she said slowly, " "Why are you asking about something that has nothing to do with you?"
