Jiang Yang lowered his gaze and pondered for a moment before slowly saying, "Sister, I'm better! But I..." He hesitated for a long while before shaking his head in distress.
He couldn't quite explain what was going on now.
Nan Fei probably guessed that Jiang Yang was a lot more normal than before, but he hadn't completely recovered. Actually, that was normal; after so many years, it was unlikely to be fully healed in just a few months.
It's alright; she had plenty of patience and was certain she would see Jiang Yang healthy and happy.
And Jiang Yang as he was now already satisfied and made her very happy.
"Don't worry!" Nan Fei rubbed Jiang Yang's hair, comforting, "We'll take it slow, and it will get better and better."
"Yes!"
"Right! I want to ask you something, and you have to answer me seriously," Nan Fei's eyes flashed with a hint of conflict and pain.
"Sister, go ahead and ask!"
