The moment Luo Mengmeng arrived, the ward was completely lifeless.
Uncle and Aunt were at their wit's end. Luo Ming, who was separated by the transparent glass, was lying on the hospital bed. He turned his head away. His lips and face were purple. Even though he could not breathe properly, he was still angry at the two elders.
The moment Aunt saw Luo Mengmeng, she suddenly wiped her tears and said tearfully, "Mengmeng, I won't beg you to forgive me, but I still have to apologize to you properly. At that time, I was muddle-headed and only wanted to save your cousin. I forgot about your situation. How could I have said such nonsense?"
"I understand that you did it for Cousin…"
The three of them hugged each other and cried. However, no matter how hard they cried, it was useless now.
Luo Ming, who was lying on the hospital bed, sighed deeply. He looked up at the ceiling. How could he not want to live well? But sometimes, it was fate…
