Suddenly, Nan Zhou's hoarse voice of interrogation came from the doorway, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at everyone inside.
"Dad, big brother, is Mom really gone?"
By the end, Tie Han's eyes began to moisten slightly and turn red.
The room, which had been noisy just a second ago, fell silent at this moment, everyone turning their heads to look at Nan Zhou.
When Nan Zhuoyuan saw Nan Zhou enter, a look of helplessness flashed across his face, he opened his mouth but for a long time could not muster a word.
And as Nan Bofu looked at Nan Zhou, sorrow once again spread across his entire face, his eyes red as he said, "Azhou, your mother, she...."
Before he could finish, Nan Zhou, who had staggered in from outside, grabbed Duan Zhu's hand and looked at the instruments above.
The heartbeat that had turned into a straight line was now back to a jagged line.
His eyes widened, he loudly exclaimed in confusion, "Isn't Mom still alive? Why are you saying she's dead?"
