Downstairs, everything was in chaos.
The voices of the servants, the guards, and even the doctors were all urging Mu Jingnan.
The man sitting solemnly on the sofa had a handsome face that was pale and gloomy, his white shirt already stained red with blood.
Blood spread from his shoulder to his chest, a large scarlet patch.
It was incredibly glaring!
Situ Yunshu hurriedly took a few steps forward, and the servants, due to her arrival, automatically made way for her.
"Young madam, you're here!"
In the voice, there was a relaxed sigh of relief.
Mu Jingnan had already raised his head upon hearing the footsteps, his deep, pitch-black eyes were like obsidian, dark and bottomless, "Honey, you're here."
When they got married, he rarely called her "honey."
Every time he called her by her name, it was always Yunshu, Yunshu.
Instead, after divorce, he frequently kept "honey" on his lips, as if they were a couple deeply in love.
