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Because he was sitting on the ground, the hem of his long skirt spread all over the floor, and he only saw a small pool of blood at his feet. Mu Siyin looked over and realized that he was injured.

With swollen eyes, he looked at Mother Qiao and whispered comfortingly: "Mom Qiao, I'm fine, it's just a scratch on my foot."

When Qiao Ma heard Mu Siyin's words, she looked over.

I was too nervous when I saw the blood just now, so I didn't look carefully. When I heard Mu Siyin say this, I reached out to hold her calf, and found that three fragments had pierced the sole of her foot, and blood was flowing out from the sole of her foot.

"Yinyin, you..."

Qiao's mother wanted to blame her for being so careless, but seeing her appearance at the moment, she swallowed her words of condemnation.

She sighed distressedly in her heart and looked at Mu Siyin...

He stretched out his hand to support her and supported her carefully.

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sofa

Qiao's mother called a doctor to help deal with the fragments on the sole of her foot, disinfected and bandaged them, and then the doctor left.

Mu Siyin seemed to be unaware of the pain, and remained expressionless until she sat on the sofa. It was not until the doctor left that she turned her eyes to Qiao's mother who was sitting next to her.

The confrontation with He Tingyu just for a few minutes seemed to have exhausted her energy.

Every word he said seemed to be engraved in her mind, and along with his cold eyes, it stabbed her heart fiercely.

"Mom Qiao...he wants a child..."
Chapter completed!