Mr. Mo had hired the best doctors in the world and received the best medical treatment, but it was all in vain. Everyone said that she only had two years.
Two years later, he was only eighteen.
Eighteen years old was the most beautiful age of youth. It was an Age of Gold, filled with infinite youthful energy. But what awaited her was ... How could one not feel sad and pity?
As long as his sister wanted it, as long as she liked it, Mr. Mo would definitely satisfy her.
The girl did not know what she would encounter when she turned eighteen.
She looked forward to the future.
When they were chatting in the afternoon, the girl heard that she was a swimmer. She immediately asked Mr. Mo happily,"brother, can I go and watch the competition?"
