Mo Yihan looked at Li Luowei's thin and frail back and sighed longly.

"well……"

The man said softly: "You have fainted and your body is still very weak. Please take a rest first!"

"I'm sorry, I don't have time to rest. I told you, I'm very busy. I have to go find Brother Ji, my husband. He was kicked out of the hospital by force. I have to ask the director to let him

He needs to move back in, because his burns are very serious and it is very dangerous without hospital care, so I am a little anxious, I have to leave, I..."

Li Luowei was in a panic and kept talking, as if this was the only way she would stop herself from recalling the cruel scene, but her body was still shaking uncontrollably.

Mo Yihan felt a little distressed when he saw it.

"I have sent someone to cremate him. Because I don't know their burial traditions, his ashes are still in the funeral parlor. I think this is also a relief for him!"

Li Luowei stopped, stood there for a long time, then squatted down, hugged her knees, collapsed and cried bitterly!

"It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be, I hurt him, it was me who hurt him, ah!"

The woman screamed like crazy, cried bitterly, bit her arm in anger, and punished herself in a self-abuse way.

Mo Yihan hugged the woman distressedly to stop her from hurting him.

"Don't be like this. This was an accident. An accident no one wants to happen. It's not your fault!"

"You don't know, it's my fault. It's all my fault. I killed Brother Ji!"

"Xiaowei, calm down, there is no resurrection after death..."
Chapter completed!