"Jiang'er, don't scare your mother!" Tian Niu's wail reverberated through the entire courtyard.
Qiao Yang stuck his head out and looked into the room. When he saw Meng Jiang covered in blood from head to toe, he gasped and quickly withdrew his head.
"That's it. What a pity."
"What's the situation inside?" Su Ying came up behind Qiao Yang.
"The doctor said that he has stopped breathing. I've met this kid a few times before. He's quite smart. I didn't expect…"
Su Ying glanced at Qiao Yang indifferently. It wasn't surprising at all that someone else was smarter than him.
Meng Zi looked at his son who was no longer breathing and collapsed on his knees in front of the bed, unable to hold on any longer. "Jiang'er…"
The people in the room all had sympathetic expressions. "Area Chief, don't grieve too much."
