Jin Fang sighed unhurriedly. He turned to look at Ming Mei with a heartache and continued, "Because she doesn't have a son, the Jin family's eldest and second branch have been putting pressure on our family both openly and covertly all these years, coaxing the old lady to give them many good projects. In order to stabilize the status of our family, I had no choice but to rush around every day to get business for the company. Your aunt's heart ached for me. She thought that something had happened to her and had been secretly treating the illness without telling me. I didn't take this matter to heart. I didn't expect the illness to be so serious."
"Child, how should I treat my illness?"
When Mo Zhu heard this, she put down the teacup in her hand and looked at Jin Fang and Ming Mei, who were looking forward to it. She reminded them seriously, "Auntie, Uncle, although this illness can be cured, the treatment process is very painful. I wonder if Uncle can endure it…"
