She was cold now, with a stabbing pain in her abdomen, as if her guts were all tangled together. Yet his palm was warm, the warmth from his palm seeped through the icy cloth and spread across her skin, bit by bit, it felt as if the knotted organs were being soothed. The warmth flowed down to the bottom of her heart.
Su Chaoyang gently rubbed her abdomen. Seeing that she didn't respond, he asked softly, "What do you want Wei Auntie for? Is there something you need to tell me...?"
Mu Xiangwan was seeing stars, and all she wanted to do was yell: What's the use of telling you about that matter! But she really had no strength at all right now; it was not an exaggeration, just not passing out was already good enough.
"Tell... Tell Wei Auntie to help me change... that... I, messed it up inside." After saying these words in a feeble voice, she no longer had any strength left, lying there weakly, breathing faintly.
