The woman in front heard his retching and awkwardly reminded, "Sorry, this building is rented out, and some people have poor manners. The police aren't careful with hygiene, and some even urinate here."
They even... urinate?
Ou Mucen felt even more nauseous!
But when he thought about his child and the woman, who had lived here for so long, he endured the discomfort in his stomach, pushed the handkerchief back, and said, "It's fine, let's go."
"Yes, it's on the third floor. Hang in there."
Seeing that he was okay, the woman continued forward, shining her flashlight...
This must be the biggest change in him since he met that mother and child. In the past, he would feel nauseous at the slightest filth, but now, he could come to such a place for them.
They didn't speak as they continued upstairs. The woman went directly to the room where Ye Ning and her son used to live.
"What's the number?"
"301!"
