Lysander Shen sat on the edge of the bed, lowering his head and looking at the woman on the bed quietly. The woman only showed a sallow face, with pale lips, and the heavy quilt pressed down on her body, as if the quilt was just a thin piece of paper, flat, No human form is visible.
Lysander Shen knew that this was not the case originally. The woman had a slender frame. Although her body was small in her arms, it was fleshy, soft, and had the aroma of rouge. She once had a child of his.
Now, the child is gone. Although the woman has not yet breathed her last, she doesn't know how long she can last.
Everyone in the Shen family felt that she would not be able to survive tonight. It's just that I'm young and my body has always been strong, so I've survived until now.
The oil is almost running out.
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