Her voice was harsh and resentful.
The woman then picked up her own baby and coaxed it, muttering, "There, there, baby. Don't cry. Daddy will hold you when he comes back."
Shen Manting remained silent and continued to chew the egg in her mouth before slowly swallowing it.
Perhaps it was because the boiled egg was too dry, but she nearly choked on it.
She forced it down and reached out to pick up the glass of water.
However, the glass, which she'd asked the nurse to fill just a little while ago, was nearly empty.
Shen Manting finally felt slightly better after she gulped down the last mouthful of water in it.
The baby was silently crying in her arms, and when she saw how its face had turned red, she resented the little thing.
Warm tears welled up in her eyes, and she reached out to slap the baby's tiny face. "Shut up!" she yelled.
The child in her arms didn't quiet down. In fact, it cried even harder than before.