This was the tenth day of the month, Gu Qingli returned home empty. She knew clearly that Qiuqiu and Youyou were still in the hospital, and Xi Moxiao was naturally accompanying them in the hospital.
It was already one o'clock in the morning, and she came into the house with tiredness. She missed her kids very much, she hadn’t seen the two children for a long time. She tidied up her things and drove to the hospital.
The ward number was fifty-nine , and she remembered it clearly. She missed her two children very much, but when she got to the door of the ward, she hesitated and stood outside and dared not go in.
Through the glass in the ward, she could see that Xi Moxiao lay asleep on the sofa and the two kids lay in bed. When she saw they were getting infusion, she felt sorry.
After hesitating for a long time, Gu Qingli drove back to her parents' house. It was too desolate to be at home alone. Her marriage was terrible these days, and it was difficult to balance her work and life.