"I can bear the physical sufferings of life, but the torment of my soul is unbearable. Can you take me back to my room?" Mrs. Zhou's eyes flickered, hinting at some undisclosed thoughts.
Tang Feng supported her as they walked into the neighboring room, which was filled with a fresh fragrance and neatly arranged. The walls were adorned with artistic portraits of her in her youth; she looked truly beautiful, causing Tang Feng to be slightly stunned.
"Actually, I'm suffering greatly. A woman endures so many days and months, the kind of suffering only I understand. If it weren't for my daughter, sometimes I really feel like just leaving it all behind. Little Divine Doctor, is this thought too extreme?" Lin Yun said.
"Sister, just call me Xiao Feng, and don't mind it. It's completely normal to have such thoughts during prolonged emptiness; it's human nature. Once the old man recovers, your lives will gradually improve, and you can absolutely seek happiness," Tang Feng said.
