"Let's go." He wrapped his arm around her shoulder, trying to take her away.
Only then did the woman become anxious. She grabbed Ning Youguang's sleeve, "Miss, please, save my son." Tears streamed down her face once more.
Though not a well-cultured person, she had a truly maternal heart.
Ning Youguang said, "I'll give you an hour of my time, free of charge."
"Thank you, thank you." The woman then expressed her gratitude profusely to her.
Ning Youguang kissed Shi Wangyue's reluctant face, "Be good, let me go see the little boy, and then I'll only be with you, okay?"
Shi Wangyue, coaxed by her, became compliant and let her lead him to the child's side.
…
When they reached the resting area, Ning Youguang squatted down in front of the boy, and the boy looked up at her.
His eyes were filled with pain, grievance, and loneliness.
Ning Youguang quietly observed him for a moment and asked the boy's mother, "Do you remember what happened in the house the first time he vomited?"
