Late night, hospital.
The sound of leather shoes on the floor was exceptionally clear, and apart from the silhouette of a man, the corridor was empty.
The man walked to the door of the ward, glanced around, and seeing no one else, pushed the door open and entered the ward.
Inside the ward, only a bedside lamp was on, and the dim environment was more conducive to the patient's sleep.
Lou Xi had been given a sedative earlier, and its effects had not yet worn off.
But the trauma of losing the child was too great for her, making it impossible for her to sleep peacefully even under the sedative's effect.
Her brows were tightly furrowed, her hands clutching the blanket, engulfed in extreme panic and tension.
"Mo Bai... Mo Bai..." she softly called Qin Mobai's name, as if only with Qin Mobai present could she find peace.
The man, upon hearing these two words, was filled with rage, striding over to Lou Xi's bedside and gripping her shoulders.
