Just as Mo Yan predicted, Liu Tinglan woke up in the evening. Upon learning that Mo Yan had arrived in time to save her, as well as the two children in her womb, she burst into tears with emotion.
If it weren't for the pain from the cut on her abdomen rendering her immobile, Liu Tinglan would have longed to get up and kneel on the ground to thank her friend for the life-saving grace. Before she passed out, she truly believed she was going to die.
"Alright, alright, you're a mother now, yet crying like a little girl. Aren't you afraid the little ones will laugh at you?" Mo Yan ran out of patience with her friend's crying and wiped her face with a clean handkerchief, "You are in confinement now, you can't cry."
