Time passed quickly, and at this moment, Liu Yuting was lying on the bed, her eyes hazy, her body drenched in sweet sweat. At this moment, Liu Yuting narrowed her eyes, and her gaze was all blurred, as if she could no longer understand herself or see others clearly.
By the bed, Chu Dazhuang stood there, and after a long while, he withdrew his hand and let out a sigh.
"It's done..."
Chu Dazhuang spoke softly, his eyes full of weariness.
"It should be almost there."
He gently turned his head and nodded softly to Liu Yudong standing by his side.
At this moment, Liu Yudong was standing there, unable to utter a word for a long time. Hearing Chu Dazhuang speak, he stammered, finally coming to his senses.
"Oh!"
He responded, nodding his head vigorously and chuckling honestly twice upon seeing Chu Dazhuang's tired appearance, a sense of admiration welling up inside Liu Yudong.
But beyond the admiration, there was still some confusion.
Was Liu Yuting's illness now cured or not?
