"My mother suddenly fell seriously ill, and it's very severe. She's almost not going to make it, and I don't have the money to treat her."
Yun Tianxiao spoke with a face full of guilt and sadness, his eyes reflecting a painful expression.
"Ziyi, you can go back first. I'll return later."
Xiao Yifeng said, looking at Ye Ziyan.
"Do you need my help?"
Ye Ziyan asked, looking at Xiao Yifeng.
"No need!"
Xiao Yifeng shook his head, and then Ye Ziyan left.
"Take me to see your mother!"
Xiao Yifeng said directly to Yun Tianxiao.
"Okay!"
Yun Tianxiao said, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes, and he hurriedly got up to lead Xiao Yifeng to where he and his mother lived.
Arriving at the extremely simple hut, Yun Tianxiao's mother lay on a simple wooden bed, her face pale, constantly coughing, her breath weak, looking seriously ill and on the verge of death.
"Mother!"
