Long Xiluo, who was thousands of miles away, saw her son’s photo. When she heard the news from Su Qianxun, she was completely relieved.
When she saw Lin ‘er’s photo, her tears fell again without any warning. She gently touched the screen with her fingers. She wished that she could be by his side right now and touch his little face.
‘fortunately, my son’s illness has been cured. He can live a healthy and happy life again.’.
She should not be too greedy. As a person, there would be gains and losses. Since she had already promised Si Moyan, she had to keep her promise.
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In the blink of an eye, a week passed. Although the little fella had suffered a lot, Lin ‘er was still very strong and managed to survive.
Every time he changed the dressing, Su Qianxun would feel the pain for him. Lin ‘er actually managed to survive without saying a word.
