Lu Wanru looked at Xia Mo, whose face had gone pallid and continued saying, “I couldn’t bear to see him hurt, so I got Mrs Wu to go find you. I know you’re doing well now, but besides you, I really don’t know who else I can turn to for help. You’re his birth mother, only you’ll whole-heartedly do what’s best for him. So, I’m here begging you. I’ll remember this kindness you’ve given us in my heart. You must save Yuanqi, you absolutely must.”
“Why don't you consider this?” Xia Mo swallowed her saliva and whispered, “I'll secretly take Yuanqi away and bring him to somewhere no one knows to raise him”
“No way!” Ling Yichen was one foot in and one foot out of the door. As he heard Xia Mo’s words, he straightened his face angrily and walked inside. This surprised all three of them and Lu Wanru’s expression changed drastically.
There was no way she could pretend she was in a coma!
Ling Yichen’s eyes stopped on Xia Mo momentarily before looking towards Lu Wanru, who was lying in bed, “When did you awaken?”
“This afternoon, when Lu Wanqiu and Liu Yanzi came,” Lu Wanru blinked and a large teardrop gradually flowed out from the corner of her eye. “I've noticed my body can't feel anything. I might be paralyzed, right?”