Xu Qiaoqiao stood still when she heard these words.
She clenched her jaw and remained silent.
Li Pengcha sneered at her before finally turning to leave.
The police in the hospital soon departed.
The entire hospital returned to tranquility.
Xu Qiaoqiao stared in the direction the police had left.
As they walked away, the look in their eyes was one of condemnation toward her.
And the surrounding onlookers, who did not understand the truth, were also staring at her, whispering among themselves.
She stood there as if abandoned by the entire world.
Alone and frightened.
This feeling was like being back in the orphanage once again.
Xu Qiaoqiao looked lost.
She didn't even dare to turn her head to see Xu Mushen, who was standing beside her.
So many years had passed.
In the orphanage, she was without support.
Back at home, with her mother ill, not only did she not have a pillar of support, but it also became a burden to her.
