Let's Do It to the End

Zhao Fenglian wanted to speak, but her mouth was full of blood and she could not make a sound.

She opened her eyes wide and reached out her hand. She weakly wrote down a point in the air and drew it below the left side.

"Hang in there, I'll send you to the hospital right away!" Tong Wenya said anxiously. She was not in the mood to find out whose daughter she was. At this moment, she only wanted to save Zhao Fenglian's life.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Zhao Fenglian finished the two strokes and her hand drooped down.

Tong Wenya's hands trembled and sighed. She stopped breathing.

Her other hand was stained with blood. Although she was not her biological mother, after getting along these days, she could feel Zhao Fenglian's love for her.

She did not have any children, so she probably already thought of her as her daughter in her heart.