A month later.
The woman on the bed had her eyes tightly shut. Mother ning was sitting in front of the bed, holding a towel in her hand and wiping her body.
It had taken her a whole month to go from being clumsy at the beginning to being familiar with it now.
And in this month, she had finally accepted the fact that ning Qing would not wake up.
"You silly child, mom said a few words to you back then, why are you still angry? And your dad, he's not happy, but on the day you tested the medicine, he still came. So you remember that we didn't treat you well, remember the pain, and don't want to wake up, right? But what do you want mom to do, Yingluo?"
She couldn't hold back her tears as she spoke.
Qingqing, don't leave mom behind. I've already lost my feelings. I can't live without you. You can do whatever you want as long as you wake up.
“……”
"You can anger dad and mom, but don't do this. Mom really can't take it."
“……”
