Yes or no, the answer is already evident.
This is the first time in over twenty years that Xia Yueqing has seen Zhen Shuangyan like this.
Lying powerlessly on the bed, her eyes wide open without focus, as if they might close at any moment.
The scene struck her heart violently, the intense pain spreading through her entire body almost immobilizing her.
Tears unknowingly welled up, and she stood there in despair, not far from the hospital bed, her gaze turning vacant.
"You're here? Mom's been waiting for you." Xia Yining turned around, her eyes swollen frighteningly.
With her lips tightly bitten, Xia Yueqing slowly moved to the bedside, gazing at the emaciated woman.
"Auntie..."
Her voice was soft, but the ever-waiting Zhen Shuangyan heard it instantly, her eyes searching until they found Xia Yueqing.
She opened her mouth, seemingly with great difficulty. "Xiao... Xiao..."
Suppressing the urge to sob, Xia Yueqing gently held her hand, "Yes, it's Xiaoyue, I'm here, I'm late."
