After half an hour, Fang Pingjue and Fang Mu rushed over to the hospital together. They looked at the emergency room, and Fang Pingjue asked, "What exactly happened!" He sounded angry and scared.
Xu Pingfei glanced at him, her eyes filled with hatred. "Fang Pingjue, if anything happens to my daughter, I won't let you off!"
Fang Pingjue did not say anything.
The child's life was in danger. As a mother, the sadness and sorrow in Xu Pingfei's heart wereincomparable to anyone else.
Fang Pingjue dejectedly walked to the chair and sat down. He lowered his head and remained silent.
For a moment, inside the waiting area of the quiet family, only Xu Pingfei's sobbing could be heard.
A few minutes later, Fang Qingyun also rushed over.
She did not look happy. Her eyes held guilt.
She knew that if she hadn't done what she did that day, Fang Yuqing would not be lying inside that room.