Xia Wen's hand paused, and she drew a long line at the signature place of the divorce agreement!
Ji Shaoyang was startled for a moment and looked up at Song Xuetong, who had suddenly appeared.
"Mom?" Xia Wen called out in surprise.
Song Xuetong pulled the pen out of Xia Wen's hand, then rolled up the sleeve on Xia Wen's wrist. "Your hand hasn't fully recovered yet, the doctor said you have difficulty grasping. How much effort did you have to exert, what kind of pain did you have to endure to hold this pen?"
Tears suddenly began to swirl in Xia Wen's eyes.
Ji Shaoyang saw Xia Wen's hand, her wrist and palm were at an odd angle of bending, and her five fingers were very stiff; he hadn't noticed it until now.
Song Xuetong pulled up a chair and sat in front of Ji Shaoyang.
