If it's something my sister wants to do, then I must help her achieve it. Jiang Yang finished speaking and obediently sat in the back seat of the car, his hands resting flat on his knees. His slightly childish face already bore a depth not typical of his age.
He was actually worried about his sister's eyes and the blood clot in her brain. It was a troubling situation, but currently, no one in the country could perform this surgery, or if they could, the success rate was too low. The main issue was that despite knowing everything about her condition, his sister was in no hurry, let alone willing to be hospitalized for treatment.
Moreover, he sadly realized he could no longer change his sister's decisions.
Since the last time he left his sister without saying a word, his words no longer had any influence on her.
