Mu Ke sat down next to Xu Qingru: "Aunt, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Xu Qingru smiled: "No, thank you for your hard work."
"Aunt, you're being polite."
Xu Qingru closed her eyes, rested for a moment, then spoke again: "How is Jiayu doing?"
"She is doing well."
Xu Qingru sighed: "Oh, if only I had resolutely opposed her being with that person back then, it's all my fault."
"Aunt, you need to rest now. Don't think about those things anymore. Now that you are well, Jiayu can be well too."
Xu Qingru nodded: "Little Mu, thank you for all your hard work during this time. I hope that child can recover soon."
"She will."
Sheng Jiayu couldn't sleep and came out of Mu Ke's office. Just as she reached the door of the ward, she heard the conversation inside. Although it was very soft, she heard it clearly.
Sheng Jiayu felt a wave of guilt in her heart, turned around, and leaned against the wall, tilting her head slightly.
