"Ye Xuan, can you really cure my illness?"
After hearing the conversation between Ye Xuan and Bu Miaochan, Zhou Cuilan couldn't help but ask, her eyes filled with a hint of hope.
It would be untrue to say she's not worried about her illness, but Zhou Cuilan really doesn't want to go to the hospital, especially since her stomach ache has been an old issue for five or six years. Though it flares up from time to time, besides the pain during attacks, there hasn't been a big problem until now.
But this doesn't mean she doesn't want to be cured. If there's a chance to recover, who wouldn't want to live healthily?
Besides, when the stomach pain flares up, it's truly unbearable, and of course, Zhou Cuilan doesn't want to be tormented by the pain any longer. So, upon hearing that Ye Xuan has a way to heal, her heart is filled with hope; if Ye Xuan can cure her, she wouldn't have to go to the hospital anymore.
