"Teacher Zhong, you might think my words are too harsh. You can blame a parent who hasn't fulfilled their responsibilities, but you shouldn't blame a father's love that, despite being powerless, still devotes wholeheartedly."
Listening to her slightly panting breath, Zhong Shukang remained silent.
"I know very well how my foster father treated me. I am his daughter. If the children hate their parents because they used up all their savings on medical treatment and still couldn't cure their children, such children cannot really be called children, right?"
Zhong Shukang stood up, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked towards the room.
Seeing her husband walk away, Mrs. Zhong took Manman's hand and said, "Nannan, my old man is upright. Don't misunderstand him. He was only looking at it from a doctor's perspective, so he felt it was somewhat inappropriate."
