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The atmosphere in the cabin was heavy, with everyone wearing a look of regret on their faces.
The middle-aged woman cradled her husband with one hand and held her daughter with the other, her face colored with sorrow as tears silently slid down.
"Mommy don't cry... Mommy don't cry..."
The little girl, seeing her dad wake up, felt only joy and didn't understand why her mom was still crying. She reached out her tiny hands, continuously wiping her mother's tears.
After being resuscitated by Linghu Qianjiao, the middle-aged man had woken from his comatose state, but he still felt a faint pain in his chest and was in a weakened condition. Having heard what Linghu Qianjiao said, he knew his time was short and began to softly comfort his wife, arranging his last affairs.
