Shi Guantao's words seemed flawless, so was it true what he said about his big brother?
Is it true that a man's words are kind when he is at death's door?
Not only Shi Guantao was uncertain, but even Cheng Baoguo and his wife, along with Feng Qingxue, were skeptical. Only Doctor Gu believed it was true that she had indeed raised the son of her sworn enemy, while her own son had been lost for nearly forty years!
Her trembling hand caressed Shi Guantao's face, her fingertips felt only the coarse, uneven texture and shallow scars.
Doctor Gu wept uncontrollably, "You should have come. It was right for you to come. If you hadn't shown up, I think I would never have met my own son, never known the truth from thirty-nine years ago. How sad, how ridiculous, Da Tou and I ended up raising someone else's child for decades, ignorant of whether our own child had enough to eat or warm clothes to wear, or what kind of life he led."
