Tianxing paused for a moment; she initially expected to be rejected by Yuntian's mom, never imagining that she would ask her to come in to see Yuntian.
"Forget it if you're not going to look."
Seeing her standing motionless, Po Xiaoyan took a step back, reaching out to close the door.
Tianxing reacted swiftly, hurriedly extending her hand to block it, saying, "I'll go in."
Po Xiaoyan turned around and went inside, with Tianxing quickly following behind.
She couldn't wait to get to the bedside, looking at the person she missed all the time.
Pale as paper, even the slightly red lips had lost their color.
His usually distinct features looked even more defined at that moment.
The person who had always been extremely domineering now lay here so vulnerable.
Tianxing's eyes immediately turned red; she reached out cautiously to stroke his emaciated cheek.
Finally, she held his large hand at his side, due to the prolonged infusion.
