Feeling his shirt had been soaked through, Huo Jinnan tightened his grip on the hair at the back of her head.
Che Huan sobbed miserably, her voice hoarse.
Huo Jinnan's brow furrowed lightly as he looked down at Che Huan, "If mom is not happy, we can have her stay with us. I'll get a specialist to take care of her, and you can keep her company, along with Xiaowei. She should be in better spirits then."
Che Huan murmured an unclear "Mhm," wriggled out of Huo Jinnan's embrace, and turned towards Qin Moting to wipe away her tears.
Qin Moting stood there in silence, his heart aching.
He didn't know what his mother had said, but it must have been something from the past, right?
Remembering how he had gone to question Huo Jinyun today and ended up finding out nothing, his fingers tensed, one joint at a time, as he just stared at Che Huan, failing to notice that the nurse had already wheeled Wen Ru out of the emergency room.