Fang Youlan was already of advanced age, and after so many sudden incidents, both her emotions and body were on the brink of collapse. How could she endure spending a night on the train?
She had boarded the train enduring the pain, clenching her teeth, only because she didn't want her eldest son and his wife to become even more estranged.
Thus, upon arriving in the provincial city, she didn't even go home but went straight to the hospital where Shao Meifang worked.
At the hospital, Fang Youlan was undergoing various examinations, while Lu Pengcheng and Lu Qing were with her.
Shao Meirou had gone to her sister's office to call the Lu family.
Seeing her sister's haggard appearance, Shao Meifang felt deeply pained. When had her sister ever been in such a sorry state?
It wasn't just that her clothes were wrinkled and disheveled, but also her pallid complexion, bloodshot eyes, and dried, chapped lips.
Shao Meifang got up and tenderly prepared a cup of milk powder for her.
