In the distant Xia Family residence, cries of sorrow filled the air, tugging at everyone's heartstrings.
"Tianxiong, don't die. If you leave, what will Shiyun and I do!!"
"Open your eyes and look at me!!"
"Tianxiong..."
Before a sickbed, knelt a beautiful woman, though weathered by time, she still retained her charm, bearing some resemblance to Xia Shiyun. She must have been a stunning beauty in her youth.
She cried bitterly, her throat hoarse and her eyes extremely swollen. Staying up all night had left her on the verge of collapse.
"Mom, please get up. I've found a way to save Dad."
"You haven't gotten up for a whole day and night. You haven't eaten or drunk anything. Your daughter is worried sick."
"Come on, drink this bowl of porridge."
With a loud bang, the door of the hospital room was yanked open. A woman rushed in, holding a bowl of steaming white porridge, and spoke worriedly to the beautiful woman.
"Shiyun, is it true?"
"Is your dad saved?!!!"
