It wasn't that Mr. Fang and the other people in the corridor were heartless, but helping such a person would only be courting future disaster.
So, it was better to leave her situation to fate. If she, by chance didn't get infected, then that was her good luck, if she got infected and died, no one would feel sorry for her.
Someone who could even sacrifice her own son for her own benefit wasn't fit to be a mother anyway.
As Fang Yao opened his eyes, he saw his father's face that seemed to have aged by ten years in the last month and half and tears welled up in his eyes.
He had always known that his father was the only person who loved him unconditionally in this world. His mother only saw him as any other child she had, as if he was picked up from an orphanage.
