And in this world, only a mother is good. It was Yan Huan who recorded it for Xun Xun.
He stretched out his hand and carefully touched his daughter’s small face. He only hoped that she would recover quickly and not fall ill again. He really could not fall ill again. If she continued to fall ill.., even he, the father, was about to collapse.
At this moment, in a simple and crude room, Yan Huan’s body was covered in sweat. She was already covered in sweat and her hands and feet were tightly bound. She suddenly shivered and sobered up.
She did not know what time it was, but the only thing she knew was that it was still the middle of the night. She had finally made it through the ordeal. First, she used her teeth to bite open the rope, and then she untied the rope that was tied around her feet, she could see that there were bruises on her ankles and wrists that had been forcefully strangled by the rope.