Seeing that his mother had recovered, Yang Xi asked with a little heartache,"Mom! What happened to you? You were fine, but you fainted.”
Mother Yang drank the chrysanthemum tea and felt a little strange as she touched her undamaged forehead.
That was not right. He had clearly knocked himself on the ground before he fainted.
Noticing the worried eyes of the father and son, Mother Yang's heart warmed and she said,""I'm fine. Ever since Feifei's encounter, I haven't been sleeping well at night, so I wasn't feeling well just now.”
Father Yang had a short temper. He immediately blew his beard and glared at him."You're not comfortable. If not for our son..."
Seeing that Father Yang wanted to say something but stopped, Mother Yang asked curiously,"Son what?"
Father Yang was quick-witted." If it wasn't for your son earning some money, if your illness continued to drag on, would the family be able to afford it if something bad happened to you?"”
