To avoid angering Mother Qin, Qin Qingnan quickly stood up from the floor and left the ward.
When the door of the ward closed, he stood by the door, hands clenched tightly, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.
Ou Lan, Zhan Moxiao, Xie Shichen, and Lin Ziran initially planned to go in for a visit, but considering the atmosphere, they decided against it.
Especially Lin Ziran, upon hearing how Mother Qin resented Qin Qingnan, likely hated her even more, she couldn't possibly go in. If she did, she might anger Mother Qin further.
Qin Qingnan stared at the tightly closed ward door, motionless for a long time, feeling as if an enormous wave of sadness was crashing down on him, completely engulfing him.
Lin Ziran watched his back, suddenly feeling as if there were towering mountains between them.
Ou Lan, feeling sorry for Lin Ziran, quietly took her arm.
Zhan Moxiao and Xie Shichen both felt for their brother, stepping forward to comfort him.
