Zhuo Yue slowly turned her head and looked in their direction, her eyes still dazed. But when they met Max's, her bloodshot eyes quickly regained focus and clarity.
She suddenly moved her lips slightly and a weak, hoarse and cold voice sounded, "You… Help me…"
Nie Haolong was stunned, then he turned to look at Max, who quickly regained his composure, not wanting to be caught by him staring at his mother with so… weirdly.
"Chen…" Nie Haolong opened his mouth but then hesitated. After a moment, though, he asked, "You can help her?"
This was the first time his mother had looked someone in the eyes and asked for help. Moreover, her gaze was filled with hope and pleading as if she firmly believed he could help her.
"I believe so." Max nodded, his expression solemn. Then he suddenly turned around and walked out of the room.
"Where are you going?" Nie Haolong hurriedly asked, and almost reached out to stop him.
