"Ah, Sister Chen, don't cry so sadly!"
The patient in the next bed quickly comforted Chen Yu, "Your daughter is not bad at all; you treated her like this since she was young, and she still cares for you. My son, whom I've coddled all my life, look at how he treats me! All my kindness has been wasted on an ingrate!"
"No, it's all my fault! It's all my fault!"
Chen Yu cried even harder, "It's my fault for favoring boys over girls, for not caring for her since she was young, which must have led her to become increasingly disappointed in me!"
"Stop crying! Maybe she was just saying things in anger! When she cools down, she'll come back. There's no overnight feud between mother and daughter, right?"
The patient in the next bed glanced at the entrance to the hospital ward, but Niu Xiaoli's figure was no longer visible.
"Maybe, after you're discharged, if you treat her well, she won't want to leave!"
