This was not an unexpected occurrence, and Liu Daqing could accept it, but she still felt very upset. She reached out, patting her son's shoulder, "Son, you have to believe in miracles. You're a big strong man; this minor ailment is nothing. You will definitely get better."
Wan Donglin was amazed, "Lady Daqing, your eyes are so red. This is so tough for you."
She wiped her eyes vigorously and patted her son's shoulder hard, "You have to get better. As long as you're healthy, I will agree to everything in the future."
Wan Donglin yelped, "Mom, your strength is just as formidable as before."
But then he was smiling and joking around, "Mom, are you serious? As long as I recover, you'll agree to anything I ask?"
"Silly boy, when have I ever broken my word to you?"
"You're right, Lady Daqing always keeps her promises; her word is her bond."
"Enough of your teasing. I'm going to find you a better doctor."
