"I have money, Dad. There's not much left at home, so don't worry about the cost. You should get back to work. Li Zhi and I are here."
Gu'er nodded to her father. She knew he was only getting involved for her sake.
Lin Shan left for work, and Gu'er sat down by Li Hua's bedside.
Li Hua had lost a lot of weight. Her face was ashen, with bruises still visible, but the blood was gone. 'Either Dad or Uncle Zhao must have fetched some water and cleaned her up,' she thought.
Seeing Li Hua lying there lifelessly with her eyes closed, Gu'er couldn't hold back her tears. Her adoptive mother had probably never spent even a few days lying down like this in her entire life.
Back when she lived at home, her maternal grandfather had always treated her worse than his other grandchildren because he saw her as an outsider.
She married Cui Tie, but because she couldn't conceive, she endured immense pressure and couldn't hold her head high in public.
