"Mother, tell me, who was it that injured you to this extent?"
Fu qingchen didn't like Mrs. Fu. She had a strong desire to control him, so strong that he wanted to escape.
However, when he saw Mrs. Fu covered in blood, an indescribable sorrow came from the bottom of his heart.
After all, they were mother and son, so how could he really abandon her?
"who hurt me?" Mrs. Fu raised her head in confusion and looked at Fu qingchen in a daze. I don't know who hurt me.
You don't know?
Fu qingchen was taken aback. How could he not know that his mother had been injured to such an extent?
I'm in so much pain, qingchen, mother is in so much pain. Mrs. Fu's body was in so much pain that she clutched Fu qingchen's sleeve tightly, her nails digging into his skin. qingchen, save me, I'm in so much pain!
Frowning, Fu qingchen glanced at his arm, which was being held tightly by Mrs. Fu. He raised his head slightly and looked at Mrs. Fu.
