Not speaking, only eating and drinking, as if her soul had died, Jiaojiao stayed by her side, her eyes swollen from crying.
Jiaojiao felt distressed, but didn't know how to comfort her, because she knew very well that any words of comfort would seem pale and powerless at this time.
On the second day of Zhao Li's hospitalization, the Lu family was still handling the funeral affairs.
The Ruanlin Family and Shu Jiao came to the hospital to see Zhao Li, bringing along Lu Meng.
Everyone was saddened by Lu Xian's death, except Lu Meng, who seemed unaffected, eating and drinking normally. As soon as he entered the ward, he ran over to Jiaojiao, looked up and called her, "Aunt Jiaojiao."
Upon hearing this, Jiaojiao turned her head towards him, her face still wet with tears.
Seeing Jiaojiao turn around, her face still wet with tears, Lu Meng became anxious. He lost his composure in an instant and started to coax her urgently, "Mommy, don't cry, Xiaomeng feels sorry for you."
