Chapter 50 Didn't Give Her a Burial?

Because it was day, the psychiatric room was noisy, and there were sick people in the hallway calling out from time to time, and the doctor was chasing after them with the medicine.

Uncle Xiaobao was obviously much more obedient. He sat on the sickbed and looked at the sky outside the window. Other patients in the ward were playing the game which only they could understand. They were laughing and crying from time to time.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Xiuqin wept softly, "It's all my fault. Otherwise, Xiaobao wouldn't have become like this."

No matter how much Zhang Xiuqin had done before, she was sincere at this moment.

After a few minutes, there was no longer Zhang Xiuqin in the world. Thinking about this, I felt a bit sad. I unlashed Zhang Xiuqin's soul binding lock without a permission. "Go and see him."

Zhang Xiuqin gave me a grateful look. She walked through the ward's entrance and went straight to Uncle Xiaobao.