Apart from his slightly pale face, who could tell that this was a man who had just been beaten up yesterday and whose wounds had become infected and caused him to fall into a coma?
This was a rare moment for them to be able to stay peacefully in one space.
Looking at her profile.
Fu Siming still remembers that it was that calm, aloof face that uttered those heart-wrenching words.
He wanted to leave, but he couldn't bear to.
He could only gently stroke her fingers, but unexpectedly, the sleeping person subconsciously grabbed his fingers.
Fu Siming was unable to move, his arm dangling between the two hospital beds.
He missed this temperature so much that even though his arms were sore and weak, he couldn't bear to let go.
Finally, Song Xingyao turned her back to him before she released his fingers.
Jiang Man recalled how her grandfather had been so angry yesterday that he resorted to family discipline.
Fu Siming took 20 solid blows, then left the old house in silence.
Later, she instructed Lao Xu, who had followed her, to report that someone had driven to the hospital.
She then realized that the boy was truly in love and had staged another self-inflicted injury.
But like Song Xingyao, she couldn't understand what reason could possibly lead someone to abandon their wife and children.
They were willing to be ridiculed by the entire city of Jiangcheng just to get to Fu Yao's side.
"That woman! She's a real menace!"
Even though Jiang Man was still angry, she still rushed to the hospital with the breakfast she had brought for the two of them.
Her son, his upper body wrapped in bandages, lay on his side next to Song Xingyao, the two of them squeezed onto a small bed.
The bed next to it was just for show.
Jiang Man is in a dilemma...
"This means...they've made up?"
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