"Why? Mom, tell me why are you so opposed to this?!"
"Won't listen, will you? Fine, get out, I don't have a daughter like you... Get out!" Murong Qiong, grinding her teeth, cursed furiously.
She was so emotionally agitated her body trembled violently, almost to the point of fainting.
Mo Qiansu was terrified by her mother's suddenly pale face and hurried to pull the emergency cord to call the doctor.
"Madam, Miss, what happened to you two?" Arong, startled by the arguing voices, woke up from the next room and rushed over in a panic.
"Arong... I want to be discharged... arrange for my discharge... immediately," Murong Qiong said weakly. Her raised hand trembled with emotion, and her lips had turned white, losing all color.
This early morning was undoubtedly a terrible disaster for Mo Qiansu.
Murong Qiong fainted once again, and the hospital room was filled with the hurried footsteps of doctors.