The night was long, and in the blink of an eye, the sky brightened.
Shen chengjing did not sleep for the whole night, but mo Zitan was tired from crying and only fell asleep at dawn.
She carefully got out of bed and walked out barefooted before putting on her shoes.
"Mom." Shen chengjing went upstairs. When she pushed the door open, she saw that mo Shuai Nan had woken up. When he saw her, he turned over and lay on the bed, calling her softly.
Shen chengjing's heart almost melted when she heard the word 'mom'.
"Does it still hurt?" She walked up to him, picked him up, and asked in a soft voice.
She reached out to hold his injured hand and looked at it carefully.
Mo Shuai Nan looked around, not knowing what he was looking for! Perhaps she was used to Lin Qinghui being there every day, so she actually didn't see her and was looking everywhere.
She helped him change into a long-sleeved T-shirt and a pair of loose-fitting pants before changing his dressing.
