Xia Weibao said that in such a situation, only walking more could help relieve it, and that medication wasn't very effective.
"I can walk now."
With Lu Hualiang's support, Zhong Wanshu took a few steps, then looked up excitedly at her own son.
Her eyes reddened, a touch of heartache in them.
For so many years, this son had toiled and worried over her and her daughter's illnesses, almost searching the entire world for famous doctors. She had seen it all.
When the doctors issued their final ultimatum, she saw this towering son's eyes redden for the first time.
Now, finally, after waiting through the long night for a glimpse of the moon through parting clouds, her feelings were a mix of happiness and heartache.
Lu Hualiang nodded to show he had heard.
He was always distant in his emotions, never showing joy or anger, except for a bit of a lack of restraint in front of Xia Weibao. In front of anybody else, he maintained his usual aloof demeanor.
