Hearing that Shen Yao's leg would recover in three months, Zhao Lanhua's excitement was obvious. "Ah Tao, can that person really treat my son's leg?"
Zhao Lanhua was really worried that they would have false hope!
"Mother, I think we have to have confidence in Immortal Crane!" Ji Zhao quickly encouraged her. "Also, we have to believe in Shen Yao. As long as he can actively cooperate with Immortal Crane to treat him, I think his leg illness will definitely recover!"
"Yes! You're right! No matter what the outcome is, we have to have hope!" Zhao Lanhua said with a smile. "Ah Tao, we're almost done wrapping the wontons. Shouldn't we start a fire?"
"Yes, thank you, Mother!"
At a quarter past seven in the morning, everyone except Second Sister-in-law Shen, who was still in recovering, sat around the table in the central room.
In front of everyone was a bowl of fragrant seaweed shrimp wontons!
