For an old person, nothing is more heartbreaking than having to bury a child, especially the eldest son.
After finally reuniting with their young daughter, they didn't expect something like this to happen to their eldest son.
Mo Xunxun shook her head and said, "No... it won't happen, I trust my brother, he... he wouldn't leave us. Medical science is so advanced now; many people in vegetative states have recovered with treatment. Moreover, we have Xia Mu, Jian Yi... we have Xia Mu, right? Xia Mu is so skilled; it's just a vegetative state. I'm sure he can heal my brother."
Seeing Mo Xunxun's emotions spiraling out of control, Jian Yi swiftly embraced her shoulders to console her, "Don't worry, calm down. I'll talk to Xia Mu tomorrow and take him abroad to see your brother. If he thinks there's hope, we'll bring your brother back home for treatment."
