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"Dad, don't cry, An'an will wipe it for you and it won't hurt anymore."
"Mom was wrong to poison you, but An'an will always be with you, protecting you."
After waking up, my 10-year-old daughter immediately came down from the second floor, leaned against me, and used tissue to wipe the bloodstains off my face.
At this moment, I felt like all the pain in my body suddenly disappeared.
For seven years, if it hadn't been for An'an's understanding nature, I honestly don't know how I managed to hold on.
But when I returned to the bedroom, I heard my daughter secretly calling Li Weiwei.
"Mom, don't worry about staying with Uncle Lin, I've already calmed Dad down."
"You need to tell Uncle Lin, An'an loves him just like Mom does. Seven years ago, if Dad was willing to donate a kidney to Uncle Lin, she wouldn't have died, Dad is the murderer who killed Uncle Lin!"
The content of the call left me completely stunned.
My heart felt as if it was pierced violently by a sharp spike.
I never thought my own daughter would say such things.
My heart ached to the point of suffocation.
For seven years, I endured Li Weiwei's repeated poisoning only for the sake of my daughter.
But now, all my perseverance instantly collapsed.
Turns out, there's no one in this family worth holding onto at all.