"Much better." Xu Jing nodded, "I've also talked to her primary doctor, and there will be a day when my sister recovers her health."
"Haha, that's really great..." Commander Xu breathed a long sigh of relief and took Xu Jing back to the room for tea.
This was a simple two-story building, with rooms so small they couldn't compare to the villa at home. The living room couldn't even fit a tea table, so they had to make do with tea art on the coffee table.
"Dad, Hua Ziyan is already dead." Xu Jing said.
Commander Xu was pouring tea when his hand trembled at the news, spilling tea on the coffee table.
Xu Jing calmly wiped the water with a cloth, expressing concern, "Dad, how many incense sticks did Hua Ziyan give before? Is it enough for the future?"
"Quite a lot, enough for Xiao Nuo to use for two years. The only question is, will Xiao Nuo be fully recovered in two years?" Commander Xu said worriedly, "Jingjing, are you still blaming Dad?"
