Shen Xiaoman's illness seemed to be getting better day by day. Her complexion turned rosy, and she could get out of bed and walk around. During the day, she spent most of her time with the two little girls, telling them stories and playing games with them, never feeling tired or bored. Late at night, the light in the study was still on, and she was still busy...
Ah Tao gently pushed open the door of the study, holding a bowl of freshly brewed medicine. Her movements were so gentle that she did not disturb Shen Xiaoman, who was sitting in front of the computer recording videos.
In front of the computer, Shen Xiaoman was immersed in her own sorrow...
