Nan Mufeng and Jian Xi looked at each other: It was such a simple reason?
But where did the child's injuries come from?
"His injuries?" Jian Xi asked.
"He said he got into a fight on his way to the hospital," Ailin said.
Jian Xi looked at Edi, both angry and wanting to cry. With a broken hand of his own, how could he fight others? Could he even win?
There's a time and place for fighting! If you can fight, fight; if you can't, run away!
"He said that those people discriminated against him, called him a refugee, an orphan, a little black brat..." Ailin's voice lowered, her eyes filled with pity.
Jian Xi's heart clenched.
Without the protection of parents and relatives, Edi was looked down upon and beaten...
"Edi..." Jian Xi stepped forward and gave Edi a sad hug.
Edi looked bewildered.
Nan Mufeng watched from the side, silent, not interfering with her.
Ever since Jian Xi learned about her illness, her emotions had become abnormal.
