Miao Peiqin's eyes filled with tears as she trembled and lowered the hand that had struck Qian Chen, "With all this shouting and fighting, the person you want to kill now is yourself! Look at yourself, do you still look like my son? Give me back my son!"
Miao Peiqin had never shed tears in front of her daughter and son all these years, so it was the first time both Qian Chen and Qian Sisi had seen her like this. They were both stunned, especially Qian Chen. He seemed bewildered, letting his hands drop heavily back onto the hospital bed, looking powerlessly and pale at Miao Peiqin. It was a long while before he hoarsely said a few words: "Mom, I'm sorry..."
