C182 Stress Reaction

On the bedside was the bowl of porridge that his mother had just brought over. Mu Ting Chen looked at the woman lying on the bed, the space between her eyebrows creased, as though she had expended a great deal of effort in waking up.

He finally opened his eyes after a long time.

That pair of beautiful and spirited eyes of hers was now in a state of disarray and desolation