"Ah..." Little Junjun cried out in pain, reaching out to touch the wound. His hand came back covered in blood. The combination of pain and fear made him instantly lose consciousness.
"Get up, stop pretending to be asleep!" Xu Wei tossed the bloodstained knife onto the floor, then raised her foot to kick the child. "Get up, do you hear me?"
Junjun opened his eyes in agony and weakly said, "Mom, I'm not pretending. I really hurt a lot!"
A large pool of blood had already spread across the floor. The maid rushed in, horrified, and screamed, "Oh... my God..."
Seeing that someone had caught her, Xu Wei quickly spoke to the maid, "What are you screaming for? Can't you see the child hurt himself? Hurry up and get the kid cleaned and treated!"
"Oh... shouldn't he go to the hospital? Doesn't the wound need stitches?" The blood on the ground was alarming, and the air was filled with a metallic scent.
