Diwu Zexuan caught a glimpse of the sadness that flashed through Youyou's eyes, his gaze flickering slightly.
It was exactly as he suspected, Youyou's personality—that the sadder she was, the more indifferent she would act.
She's been like this since she was a child, afraid of showing her vulnerability to others, as if doing so would make her a weakling.
But she forgot that sometimes one's strength can make others ache even more.
"Grandpa's illness... Dad says it's hard to treat, and I don't know what's going on either." Youyou hung her little head down, troubled for just a second before lifting it up again.
"But my dad said, with him around, Grandpa will be okay."
Diwu Zexuan is the Divine Doctor, and if he says it's fine, then it definitely will be.
For the first time, Youyou somewhat regretted not agreeing to study medicine back then. If she had, she wouldn't be unable to do anything now.
