"How can my wife, Qin Mu, be so haggard?"
Mu Yichen held her anxiously, afraid she might collapse at any moment.
"Can you really notice every little change in me so quickly?"
Qin Mu's voice suddenly became very weak; she managed a faint smile in his arms, her head felt heavy as she looked up at him, her vision blurred.
"Yes!"
He confidently answered with just the one word.
Qin Mu stubbornly looked at him like that, and even though she couldn't see clearly, his face was already imprinted in her mind.
Later she lay on the bed to rest, while Mu Yichen went downstairs, and Qin Mingzhu suddenly stood up properly.
"Brother-in-law, is my sister okay?"
Qin Mingzhu asked in a low voice, looking a bit nervously at Mu Yichen.
"Yes!"
Mu Yichen replied and then sat down on the sofa.
"Let me take this call!"
