Mo Weiyi thanked the doctor and then hung up the phone.
She put down her phone and quietly lay on the bed thinking.
Meanwhile, Rong An stood silently beside her.
Until Mo Weiyi suddenly spoke, "By the way, Rong An, how is my aunt doing? Did she go to Italy?"
"Not yet," Rong An explained. "A week ago after being discharged from the hospital, the doctor said she still needed to recuperate. Mr. Mo sent her back to live in the old house in the Southern Suburb. These past few days, aside from accompanying the elderly lady, she has done nothing and hasn't contacted Mr. Mo either."
"Really?" Mo Weiyi raised an eyebrow.
Now that Xu Jing had lost the child in her womb and had been diagnosed with a complete loss of fertility, even though she was like a grasshopper after autumn, unable to create much disturbance, Mo Weiyi still felt somewhat uneasy...
She worried Mo Yaoxiong might soften his heart.
