These three children were so blessed. How could they have two old people who loved them so dearly?
Controlling death?
There were only a few people on earth who delayed their death with their mental strength and will alone. If she had known, she would have wanted her master to be free earlier. There was no reason for her master to be in such agony just to allow the three children to have a nice birthday. "What kind of illness did my master have? Why is he so skinny?"
The sight of Lin Yuankang lying in the coffin, with almost half of his shroud empty pierced through Qiao Nan's heart.
"Late-stage stomach cancer. The doctor said that it was really not easy for Uncle Lin to have persisted until today. Initially, the doctor had diagnosed Uncle Lin with a critical illness, meaning that Uncle Lin could not hold on for long. But Uncle Lin exceeded the doctor's expectations by a whole month."
Zhai Sheng had arranged many things for Lin Yuankang personally.
