"What illness does my mom have?" the woman frowned and asked.
"She is overly melancholic, overworked and too tired. Her blood circulation is not smooth as well."
"I don't understand; can you be more straightforward?"
"Her sickness is in her internal organs and in the brain," Wang Yao simply mentioned the two areas.
"Thank you. Goodbye." The woman held and supported her mother and left. Evidently, she did not believe Wang Yao, who looked too young to be a doctor.
"Goodbye. I hope you will listen to my words."
Wang Yao looked at the mother and daughter leave, not able to say any more than he had.
"What happened earlier?" after they left, Pan Jun came over and asked.
"It's nothing much. The old lady's illness is quite serious. She has too many things going on in her life and should be resting. Her daughter, on the other hand, is not afraid to speak up," Wang Yao replied.
