Che Huan bit her lip, her voice choked with emotion, "It means either not too bad or very bad, doesn't it?"
Huo Jinnan pulled Che Huan away from him, his eyes lowered as he looked at her, and helped her wipe away her tears, "Isn't it good to be a little silly?"
Che Huan punched Huo Jinnan hard in the chest and then leaned into his embrace, her face deeply buried in his shirt.
Huo Jinnan looked down at her, his voice solemn and deliberate, "I promise Mom will be alright, she won't need an amputation."
Che Huan looked up at him, her nose tingling, "You're not a doctor."
"Don't you trust me?"
"..."
Che Huan did not respond, but hearing him say that, she felt much better.
Before the worst could happen, let her cling to that sliver of luck, that trace of hope!
That night, Che Huan kept vigil in Wen Ru's hospital room. She was almost dozing off when a nurse came in, and she immediately woke up, her eyes sharp and alert.
