After arranging these matters, Nie Zhenbang finally breathed a sigh of relief. He turned to look at Anna and his mother-in-law beside him, walked over, squatted down, and quietly reassured them, "Mom, everything will be fine, it definitely will be. Dad has always been in robust health; this is just an accident."
Nie Zhenbang's speech, with its measured pace and stable tone, exuded a naturally convincing aura. This kind of ability isn't something ordinary people can learn. Some people are simply born with it.
Clearly, Nie Zhenbang was one of those people. With just a few words, he considerably improved his mother-in-law's spirits. She took Nie Zhenbang's hand, nodding, and said, "Zhenbang, I really appreciate your help this time."
Nie Zhenbang knew what his mother-in-law meant. His mother-in-law was an intelligent woman. Father-in-law Yang Shengli's meteoric rise into the Nine-Ding top ranks owed much to her, and it could even be said that her contribution was indispensable.
