When Lu Beichen rushed over, he saw the little woman with her head buried, sitting against the wall, looking utterly miserable.
Initially, he was worried about his son, but seeing her like this, he couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.
Zhu Yiming patted his shoulder, "You take a look at Tongtong first, I'll go and ask the doctors here about the situation."
Lu Beichen nodded, walked over, stood in front of Ji Niandong, looking down at her, then squatted down to gently touch her head.
Ji Niandong looked up at him in a daze. Her eyes were swollen from crying. Seeing him, she threw herself into his arms, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault for not watching Nian Nian properly."
She cried loudly, the echo reverberating through the empty corridor.
"Don't cry, Nian Nian will be okay." Lu Beichen was silent for several seconds before speaking softly.
Ji Niandong could not pull herself together, the moment Lu Sinian fell was replaying over and over in her mind.
