Due to the urgency of the situation, Zhou Xiaoli did not pay much attention to anything else. After getting into the carriage, she immediately went to check on the baby's condition.
"Young lady, what's wrong with my son?" The lady's hands were trembling as she held the child. She looked at Zhou Xiaoli anxiously.
"He was fine when we started on our journey home. He even smiled at me, but for some reason, he suddenly became like this."
As the lady spoke, her heart ached so much that tears fell.
She quickly turned her head away and wiped her tears with a handkerchief.
Zhou Xiaoli did not speak, but after inspecting the baby, her expression changed.
Poisoned! He was actually poisoned.
Who was so vicious as to poison such a small baby?
Zhou Xiaoli could not help but think of the dirty affairs within big families.
This baby looked like he was only a few months old. It was pitiful that he was poisoned at such a young age.
