Ever since the news came out six years ago that Lu Ming's father had been killed while traveling abroad, he and Li Ping had depended on each other for survival.
Looking at Li Ping, Lu Ming's expression softened as he said, "Mother, it's nothing. It was just a dream."
Noticing Lu Ming's pale face, Li Ping sat by his bed, touched his forehead, and said with a heart full of distress, "It has already been three days, and every time you wake up, you shout that Lu Yao is harming you. Ming'er, what on earth is going on? Could your injuries be because of Lu Yao...?"
Chapter 1308