Ye Xun's back was filled with grievance. The empty sleeve left behind by the amputated left hand was trembling slightly.
Jing Xi felt a deep choking in her heart and she also really wanted to cry. However, she needed to endure the sadness. She walked over and said, "Ye Xun! Are you well?"
She came over beside him and knelt down gently, gazing at his drooping face.
"Go away! All of you go away! Get out!"
Ye Xun didn't look at her and only just waved his hand to ask her to leave.
Jing Xi's body leaned back and fell down on the floor. She put her hands on the floor to support herself to get up. After she got up, she said, "Ye Xun! Can you face reality? I know you definitely find it hard to accept your current state! You are upset, but so are we. I hope you don't abandon yourself to despair. Can you please pull yourself together?"