When Wen Qingmu heard the word ‘anemia’, his heart sank. “Li is hurt… Today is the first day she came back home. How could I…”
“Wen Qingmu, don’t you have a conscience?! You and I both know the reason why Moran has anemia! Luoli’s injury is just an external wound. Isn’t she fine now? She doesn’t need you to be there for her 24/7, does she?”
Wen Qingmu couldn’t stand this kind of inner torment. “Alright, I’ll be there soon.” After he hung up the phone, he flushed the toilet.
Su Luoli was so tired she couldn’t even keep her eyes open; she hadn’t had much proper sleep during her time in the mountains.
“Who was it?” Su Luoli asked sleepily.
“It’s a call from the company. They are asking me to head over to handle some urgent business.”