Yun Ya hurriedly changed the subject, asking him if he had been listening to his professor recently, if he had been eating on time, and doing his listening and speaking exercises on schedule.
Miaomiao nodded desperately, then got up, brought back a flowerpot, and lifted it to the camera to show Yun Ya.
"It's sprouted, Yaya, look, it's sprouted."
In the bare flowerpot, a green sprout had peeked out, and although it was just a tiny spot of green, it was like the sole oasis in an endless desert, full of tenacious vitality and bright hope.
Yun Ya covered her mouth, "It really sprouted?"
Miaomiao's smile was both excited and emotional as she nodded fiercely.
"That's great, it's symbolic, proof that Miaomiao's illness is hopeful of being cured."
A sudden surge of hope filled Yun Ya's heart, look, there are miracles in this world, and this miracle, will happen to Miaomiao.
At that moment, Yun Ya's ears caught the sound of a car horn outside the window.
Has Yun Shen come back?
