"You should go check on her, Xiao Xian hasn't spoken all night, and she even broke a bowl during dinner," Zhuo Feng paced anxiously in the bedroom.
"Me go check on her? How proper is it for a grown man to run into his niece's room at night? It's just a broken bowl; don't you break one on average every month?" Feng Xing wasn't in a great mood either, the elder had just passed away, and after waiting all afternoon, no one had come over to sign for Mr. Bai's death, his life had indeed been quite miserable.
"It's all my fault, I shouldn't have let her into the hospital room," Zhuo Feng blamed himself, Xiao Xian was only so young. Watching Master Bai pass away with her own eyes, who knows if it would leave a shadow on her mind.
"Don't just blame Xiao Xian, you were beside yourself at that time too," Feng Xing comforted his wife, who appeared much paler compared to Xiao Xian when they just arrived at the hospital.