The hospital's cold, sterile white walls filled Bai Nuanxi's vision as she leaned silently against Huo Muchen's chest, her expression dim and hollow.
Bai Jiaan, consumed by hatred, shot her a venomous look, but Bai Nuanxi didn't even blink. It was as if she had built an invisible wall around herself, blocking out the hostility as though it didn't exist.
Moments later, the door to the emergency room opened, and Sun Miaoman was wheeled out, unconscious on the hospital bed.
"Doctor, how is my mother?" Bai Jiaan asked, barely glancing at her mother as she was taken away by the nurses, showing little concern for her condition.
Sun Miaoman's fingers twitched slightly, but no one seemed to notice.
