"You..."
Her decisive and neither humble nor arrogant words seemed to have suddenly taken a toll on Iron Hand's mom, as she abruptly covered her chest with her hand and began gasping for air as if she were short of breath. Alarmed by the sight of her struggling to breathe with her mouth wide open, Ai Lun hurried over to take the bowl away and patted her on the back.
"Auntie, how are you feeling? I'll call the doctor, don't panic!"
With a pale face, Iron Hand's mom fixed her gaze on her, merely gasping for air with her mouth open, without responding.
Ai Lun quickly pressed the bell to call a nurse, but instead of a nurse, Iron Hand pushed the door open and entered.
He had a dark expression on his face and, looking even less anxious than Ai Lun, he simply walked over and supported his mother's body, gently helping her breathe with the palm of his hand without saying a word.
Seeing her son arrive, Iron Hand's mom suddenly raised her shaking hand and pointed at Ai Lun.
