It was Doudou who spoke up again.
The little girl hadn't left yet, determined to save her grandfather.
She swung her father's hand, her face full of hope.
Shen Zhou nodded without hesitation, "Yes."
Xue Mei's face was full of disdain, just about to mock, when the old woman loudly said, "Fine! Since we're grasping at straws, young man, come over here quickly and take a look at my husband."
"Even a few more minutes would be good, so he can make his last wishes clear!"
"Xue Mei, don't always look down on others, what if he can actually perform a miracle!"
Xue Mei sneered, "I don't believe he can create a miracle, but since grandma says so, let him try."
She stepped aside, watching Shen Zhou with contempt.
Shen Zhou said indifferently to her, "I think you are like an ant under a mountain with a rock above your head blocking your view, preventing you from seeing not only what's above but also the peak."
"And you're too lazy to even try climbing out to have a look."
