An Yiqing felt warmth in her heart. Regardless of their current relationship, she was truly touched by Old Arthur's attentiveness. Her smile became more sincere, and she gave Old Arthur a warm smile as she glanced at him.
"Grandpa Arthur, how is your health recently? It seems like your complexion is much better than that day."
Mike put down his knife and fork and sighed, "This has been an old ailment for me. Early last year, the doctors sentenced me to death. They said my body couldn't handle much more strain and I wouldn't live more than two years. At that time, I thought to myself, since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well enjoy the last bit of my life. Who knew that just a few days ago, you saved my life. Doctor Stephen said if it weren't for your remarkable medical arts, he wouldn't have been able to save me either. Xiao Qing, I really thank you."
