the door closed, and the ward returned to silence.
mu qingyu used her hand to push her long hair behind her head. she looked at the snow-white wall and couldn't help but cry out loud. the fluctuation of her emotions affected the wound on her forehead, and faint traces of blood appeared on the gauze.
for a moment, he felt a splitting headache.
mu guling pushed the door open and entered. she saw her daughter frowning and holding her forehead. she noticed the blood on the gauze and immediately walked to the bed."did the wound open?"
upon hearing this, mu qingyu raised her head, her expression despondent."mom, he really doesn't care about me. tingchuan really doesn't care about me at all."
mu guling could only sigh silently.
suddenly, mu qingyu grabbed her mother's arm. " "he just went out. mom, can you help me stop him?" her eyes were full of pleading. " if he doesn't listen to you, isn't daddy here? let daddy talk to him. let brother talk to him, too, yueyue. "
