"Chengcheng, take a good rest first, mom's here with you." Seeing her son in this state, An Man's hatred for Jian Qing was almost eating away at her sanity.
Xiang Cheng wore a blank expression and didn't utter a word, which further worried An Man.
"Chengcheng, mom promises you, I will avenge you. Your father can't come back from his business trip right now; he won't be back until the day after tomorrow." An Man gently stroked his disheveled hair as she spoke.
Upon hearing the word "revenge", Xiang Cheng's vacant eyes stirred.
Yes, he wanted revenge.
He wanted revenge against Jian Qing, that despicable woman who had reduced him to this state.
"Mom, the pills." His parched, scratchy voice, hoarse from lack of water, was a bit harsh.
Seeing that he was finally willing to take his medication, An Man broke into a relieved smile and quickly fetched him water and pills.
