Bab 118: "I'm sorry, we did our best"

A young girl's voice.

Qiao Yu, momentarily forgetting about the phone call, hurriedly said, "Don't call the police yet, I'll contact you later."

She ended the call and moved to the bedside, where she saw a frail girl staring at her with wide eyes, motionless.

Tears inexplicably fell from Qiao Yu's eyes as she gazed at the girl.

"Mother!" The girl, Chi Yu, called out, her eyes lighting up with a radiant glow.

Her aimless hand found its target, gripping Qiao Yu tightly.

With growing excitement, she repeatedly cried out, "Mother!" Her voice grew louder with each utterance.

Qiao Yu thought she had lost her mind.

She was not one to overflow with sympathy, yet seeing this girl, so weak and fragile, she felt an indescribable sorrow welling up in her heart.

Tears streamed down uncontrollably, falling like a string of pearls.