The older generation had worked hard step by step.
It was even more so for people like Old Master Wei and Old Master Ye.
"Damn!"
Qin Si felt uncomfortable.
"…" Qiao Nian didn't say anything. She pursed her red lips and thought of the small notebook Old Master Wei had given her previously. She had already handed it to Wei Lou before leaving the provincial hospital.
She had already checked the names in the small book. They should be all veterans.
Old Master Wei would sponsor these people every month.
It should be his private matter. The Wei family didn't know.
Qiao Nian was silent for a long time before moving. She lowered her eyes and put down the milk tea, then only said, "The dead can't be revived. It was only a matter of time before Old Master Wei died."
