Half an hour later, Zhan Yun and Feng Lingxue returned to her parents' home, looking downcast.
Seeing the expressions on Zhan Yun and Feng Lingxue's faces, the elderly couple immediately understood that Lingxue's health condition was still not good.
At that moment, Gao Lan couldn't help but ask, "Is it still not working?"
Feng Lingxue raked her fingers through her hair, "It's gotten worse!"
"Worse?" Gao Lan was startled and asked urgently, "Xiaoxue, can you tell mom what exactly is going on with your body?"
Feng Lingxue couldn't possibly share such private matters with Gao Lan, she simply shook her head in distress, "Anyway, it's still related to my bloodline, you wouldn't understand even if I told you."
"Ah!" Gao Lan sighed. She did not continue to press for answers, but her face was covered in worry.
