The woman who appeared in Yuan Meng's memory appeared sick.
But the disease was something which no one had ever been able to understand or ever cure for a long time.
Meanwhile, beside the woman, by the side of her head, there was a small girl dozing off.
One could see that the little girl had slept after crying for a long time as her eyes turned sore and even her eyebags appeared swollen.
If one looked at the little girl beside the bed of the woman, they couldn't help but feel pity for this little child who might have cried for who knows how long and only stopped until she slept.
"COUGH COUGH"
While lying on the bed, the woman coughed a few times thus waking the little girl beside her.
"Mom, mom, are you well."
The little girl almost jumped in first as soon as she woke up after seeing her mother coughing.
"I am fine Meng, just give me a glass of water."
