Half an hour later, Mo Xiuchen appeared at the entrance of the hospital room.
He did not immediately enter, but lowered his voice and asked Qing Feng, standing in the corridor, "What happened?"
"Young Master Mo, someone had sent a parcel a while ago under Miss Wen's name, so I handed it over to Miss Wen. From what I gathered, it is..."
"Is it Momo's nails and hair?"
Mo Xiuchen interrupted Qing Feng, his tone heavy.
Qing Feng nodded.
Mo Xiuchen took a deep breath, pushed the door open, and his deep eyes looked towards the hospital bed.
In the room, Wen Ran lay on the bed while Bai Xiaoxiao sat in front of her, the raised head of the bed making Wen Ran appear to be sitting up.
As soon as the door opened, her eyes immediately met his.
Their eyes met, and a sudden pain struck Mo Xiuchen's heart.
The helplessness and sadness in Wen Ran's eyes transformed into an invisible knife, fiercely stabbing into his body.
