Bright, viscous blood continuously rose from the top of Song Qinghuan's head, spreading across her entire face. For a moment, all surrounding sounds disappeared, her whole person sinking into dizziness.
Weakly sitting upright, eventually collapsing onto the steering wheel, unable to hold on any longer, her vision was dark, so dark, but faintly she could hear the sound of a baby crying, a heart-wrenching wail, "Wa wa wa wa..."
Shi Yimo, it's her daughter Shi Yimo.
This immediately made Song Qinghuan, no matter what, unable to just faint like this.
She was forcibly supporting herself, continuously supporting herself...
Zhang Jie was completely terrified, her eyes wide with shock as she quickly unbuckled her seat belt to get out of the car.
My God, she's not crazy, it's Song Qinghuan who's crazy. She's a madwoman. Against such circumstances, how could she dare to do what she just did.
