***
Qi Cong listened, as if he had been hit hard by a stick, his heart instantaneously shattered, and his face turned ashen.
His reaction was too intense, scaring Mai Xiaomai.
"Mr. Qi, are you alright?"
Mai Xiaomai quickly called out to him.
Qi Cong came to his senses and wiped his slightly wet eyes, "I thought of my son. I didn't expect Xiaoshun would be like this too..."
"Sigh!"
Mai Xiaomai sighed, "Our Xiaoshun has a bitter fate. I won't chat with you anymore. I need to take a bath and gather things to go to the hospital. Thank you for your concern for our Xiaoshun."
"Mrs. Qiao, can I go to the hospital to see Xiaoshun?"
Qi Cong asked anxiously.
Mai Xiaomai was moved by him again.
Even someone completely unrelated, upon hearing that Xiaoshun had a problem, wanted to visit.
But those two biological parents in Provence, they ignored him.
"Mr. Qi, after all, Xiaoshun is not your son, you don't need to worry so much."
