The Old Master knew how brutal this sentence was. He didn't care about Fu Sinian's feelings at all.
Rong Zhan and Bai Jianshen helped Fu Sinian back to the bed.
Fu Sinian lay on the bed and looked in one direction without saying a word.
He couldn't help but think of that image again.
"Sinian, the most important thing for you now is to recuperate. Otherwise, how can you take care of Qian Qian?" Rong Zhan comforted him softly.
"I was too conceited. I thought I could save Qian Qian's mother safely." Fu Sinian slowly closed his eyes and felt bitter.
The explosion and the images kept repeating themselves in his mind, as if they had become a nightmare he couldn't get rid of.
He had thought of countless other ways to save his mother.
He couldn't accept this outcome himself, let alone Qian Qian.
"Young Master Fu, do you want to call Qian Qian? Perhaps Qian Qian hasn't seen those videos yet?" Rong Zhan still had some hope left.
