Rong Wei raised her voice and shouted, "Huo Jingting, even if she's not your biological mother, she's still the one who raised you!"
Gu Nanqiao turned her head to glance at him, noticing his lack of emotion, but he kept his head lowered.
Moreover, his shoulders seemed to be trembling slightly.
She gradually felt something was wrong and gently nudged him, "Jingting?"
Huo Jingting let out a muffled hum, and Gu Nanqiao quickly sat beside him, "What's going on?"
He straightened his body, raised his hands to hold his head, his slender fingers threading through his neat short hair, and the veins on the back of his hands were protruding, looking extremely sinister.
The elbow at his rolled-up sleeves also had dark blue veins straining as if desperately holding back something.
Huo Jingting parted his lips, his voice hoarse, "Xiaoqiao, go out quickly."
"Why should I go out?" she said unhappily, reaching out to pull him, "Stop forcing yourself, let's go to the hospital right away."
