"Yue Rou, do you hear me?"
Without a response for a long while, Yue Feng forcefully kicked the door, and with a 'bang,' swung it open.
The room was in utter disarray, with Yue Rou's clothes barely covering her body, messily hanging on her, her arms and legs cut and pierced with shards of glass from a broken wine bottle, lying beside the bed.
Yue Feng inhaled sharply in the dark, he had never seen Yue Rou in such a state.
Without a moment's hesitation, he picked Yue Rou up and placed her on the bed, then rummaged through the wardrobe for a first aid kit.
He cleaned off the glass shards from her arms and legs, then disinfected and bandaged the wounds.
Seeing the myriad cuts on her body, Qiuqiu was frightened and began to sob.
She reminded Yue Feng, "Mommy seems sick, she's been taking medicine secretly!"
At her words, Yue Feng paused his movements, his face turned solemn and he turned his gaze towards Qiuqiu.
"What medicine is she taking?"
