"Just wrapped it with cloth, this child has lost too much blood, fortunately, his life was saved." Yang Wulang stood to the side, seeing the expressionless little face of Beisitian, he explained for some unknown reason.
"But even though he's saved, this child's leg might be..." Yang Wulang didn't know how to continue, and now that he was saved, there was yet another hard hurdle ahead.
This family truly suffers too many calamities, already having one paralyzed at home, placing all hopes on this little one, only to find this little one disabled too!
How will this couple live?
"The bleeding hasn't stopped."
Just as Yang Wulang was about to sigh, he heard Beisitian beside him say this, and he was stunned, his gaze falling on her lifted hem.
The cloth was already stained with crimson, and the area was continuously expanding. Mrs. Qin had just woken up, and seeing that blood, especially thinking that it came from her own son, she began gasping heavily.
