She really didn't want this incident to make both families unhappy. "What's so good about that boy? He's not going to die." Ruan Jianguo said grumpily, but nobody paid him any mind.
When Ruan Jiaojiao and Duan Xi followed Shu Jie and Ruan Jianguo to the hospital, it was already around ten o'clock at night. Lu Zhiwei was still out of town and couldn't come back, and Zhao Li was keeping night watch.
Lu Zishu had been in pain all day, and now he had fallen asleep, while Zhao Li was dazedly snoozing by the bedside. Hearing a knock on the door, she saw the Ruan family arrive and immediately stood up.
"Why did you come here in the middle of the night? You must be so tired." As soon as Zhao Li stepped out, she grabbed Ruan Jiaojiao's little hand, looking at her red eyes with concern, "Have you been crying?"
