"Zimo...Zimo...Zimo..." An Qing, who was in a coma, was still in great pain. She couldn't help but murmur in pain in Moli's arms. A few crystal tears slid down her smooth and white cheeks, making her feel so sad.
People feel sad
"An Qing..." Guilt flashed in Moli's eyes, and he gently stroked her silky hair, "It's okay, everything is over, An Qing, don't cry..."
"Is An Qing's illness... attacking again?" At some point, Luo Luo, wearing a pink hellokity pajamas, stood behind Mo Li. Her eyes that used to sparkle with brilliance were like meteors falling, leaving only one person behind.
Bursts of regrettable dim light marks
"Well..." Moli gently carried An Qing back to the bed. The corner of his eye inadvertently glanced at Han Yi's bright smile on her phone, "Luo Luo"
"Um?"
"Call Hanyi... tell her what happened today and ask her to come back and check An Qing again. If it really doesn't work..." Moli bit her lower lip, seeming to have made a major decision, "If it really doesn't work..."
If that doesn’t work, let her erase all An Qing’s memories.”
"Moli!" Luoluo exclaimed, hasn't this decision been rejected all the time? If An Qing's memory is really erased, she will never be able to remember the five sisters again...