Mianmian, you guys stay!

She knew that under such circumstances, even if someone were to say words of comfort, they would not be heard.

Ji Mianmian raised her head to look at Murong Mian. His face had returned to normal, but he did not look too good.

The doctor saw that Murong Mian was fine, so he said a few words to her and left the room for them.

Ji Mianmian sensed that Murong Mian's emotions were not quite right. She quietly reached out and hooked his finger, using her eyes to question him.

Murong Mian smiled at her and held her hand.""I'm fine,"she said.

"Since you're awake, let's go back. It's time to prepare for the funeral," he said to Madam Murong.

Madam Murong looked at him, her lips quivering and her tears flowing."Landy ..."

Murong Mian interrupted her,"I know you're sad, but a dead person is dead and will never come back. Many times, many people are like this. Even if you did something wrong, what you did was done. It's useless to regret it."