Zhao Wanru's eyes held a trace of desolation, which no one could see hidden deep within them anymore.
"Mom, don't worry! My older brother is a doctor and he knows a lot of specialists in this field. I'm sure your eyes will get better and you will be able to see again," Gu Yuying, who hadn't spoken much, also offered comfort now.
He wasn't saying this to show off, only to ease Zhao Wanru's worries.
"Thank you! Yuying, I know you had to take on a lot when I was admitted to the hospital. I'm grateful. Come over to our house sometime, and my husband will treat you to a feast," Zhao Wanru's demeanor didn't seem different from usual, and this finally helped the others to relax slightly.
