His hands began to tremble, barely able to hold her slender wrist steady.
He clenched his teeth tightly to keep from roaring in anger.
Damn it!
He had failed to protect An Xiaomian.
Consequently, she had chosen to slit her wrists to protect herself.
The wound on her wrist was so deep; the pain she must have felt at the time, and the despair, because he hadn't been able to save her.
He restrained the suppressed emotions in his heart, reapplied the medication, and then bandaged her up.
After bandaging An Xiaomian up, Shangguan Xiu tidied the medical kit, rose, and left the bedroom for the study.
He soon dialed a number and, after waiting a moment, the call connected. He spoke respectfully, "Grandfather, it's me."
