"Xiao He, Xiao He..."
Jiang Wan's crying made her whole body convulse, and Qin Shuang was startled by her. She quickly held onto her and then called for someone, "Uncle Song, Uncle Song..."
Song Huaizhi, hearing her voice, hurried out and embraced Jiang Wan in his arms, soothing her while instructing someone to prepare the car immediately.
But just as he was about to lift her up, Jiang Wan pushed him away forcefully, "Let go of me!"
Song Huaizhi was taken aback.
Jiang Wan pushed him aside and collapsed onto the chair.
Her head ached in waves, and the scenes she had forgotten surged over her one after another. She clutched the armrest of the chair so tightly that the veins on the back of her hand bulged.
Qin Shuang felt a bit helpless and suddenly remembered that she had just been calling for Xiao He. She tentatively spoke out, "Aunt Wan, are you talking about Xiao He? Jiang Lihe. I know her, is it okay if I let her video call you?"