Past (3)

Dark crimson blood colored the blanket before Sis Lan as her face was terrifyingly pale. Her trembling hands held her chest tightly while she panted with difficulty.

"I don't know... I don't know anything, don't know anything..." Her feeble voice muttered, and then she fainted. At this moment, the tightly shut door opened and the doctors rushed in.

Mu Yuchen coldly looked at Sis Lan who had fainted on the sickbed before he hinted to Ah Mo. With a nod, he then turned to leave as Ah Mo followed him, leaving the doctor who was trying to rescue her behind.

As soon as they got out, Ah Mo immediately asked Mu Yuchen, "Master, how did it go? Did Sis Lan say anything?" 

"She didn't need to say anymore. It was just the same things. Let's go back," said Mu Yuchen calmly as he looked up at the rising sun outside the window before walking ahead.

"Master, did she say that... years ago, Aunty..." Ah Mo carefully probed.