However, sympathy couldn't solve the problem. Su Xiaowan held back her tears and offered Shen Jiadan some tissues, comforting her, "Don't cry anymore, your eyes are already swollen. Dandan, I can understand how you feel. Back when Han Dongchen went on his mission, he was gone for years without any news. At that time, I was almost driven mad."
"In the middle of the night, regardless of the snowstorm, I drove to see the old chief to ask for updates. I don't know how many tears I shed during those nights, but there was nothing I could do."
"Dandan, you also know that your second cousin went to seek treatment. The agreement they signed initially was set like that; he might be bedridden for several years. Once there's a glimpse of hope, they would never give up."
"Dandan, I know you're anxious, and so is your aunt. Everyone in the family is worried."
