"Uncle knows. It will stop hurting soon. Uncle's here so don't be scared." He patted the child's small back and blew lovingly to the child in his arms who had suffered so much.
Looking at her bald head, he understood what such an illness meant to a child. Constant chemotherapy had already pushed her body to the limits.
If he hadn't rushed back, she would not be able to live on with her body in such a condition. The thought of it filled his heart with dread.
Who could bear to part with such a lovely child?
Especially a woman like her. She must have suffered more than he could imagine.
When Xia Ruoxin returned, she met the doctor standing at the door. Was he not going in? She had not been to that place to work recently, but from the looks of it, she would be returning soon as she knew the operation would not be cheap. Fortunately, she could still owe it and think of a way to earn it.
