The middle-aged woman, though not exactly bouncing with vitality,
had now fully recovered from her illness.
She released Bai Shuxuan's hands.
And even whispered words of comfort beside her.
"Daughter, don't cry anymore, look at me, I'm fine!"
"I've heard about it, thanks to you I woke up, feeling like these past two years just flew by!"
"Waking from a long dream, yet two springs and autumns have passed, you've really had a hard time taking care of me all these years!"
Not just Bai Shuxuan, but even the butler and some strong men behind her, felt tears streaming down their faces.
Bai Shuxuan, tearful and trembling.
"Mom, stop talking, as long as you can wake up, everything is fine!"
"Our waiting and efforts weren't in vain!"
Bai Yunfei, who had some understanding of medical arts, reached out with his right hand and gently felt his wife's pulse.
"This is fantastic, your circulation has completely returned to normal!"
