The sky brightened, and the mountain forest regained its vitality.
This morning, my second uncle called to say that the road from the village to the town has opened to traffic.
Lin Yifan looked at Sun Xiaohu being carried onto the car, a slight, relaxed smile on his lips.
"I don't have medicine at hand, you'd better go to the county hospital for a couple of injections. After all, it's surgery, so don't take it lightly. Make sure not to feed him water or food on the way—wait until you reach the hospital."
After repeatedly advising Huzi's parents on the precautions, he stepped on the small path and started walking towards the village.
The wildflowers in the forest carried a refreshing fragrance.
The fragrance of the earth is something only those who live on this land can smell.
Lin Yifan, who hadn't slept all night, wasn't too tired.
He casually picked a few herbs, and suddenly his phone rang from his pocket.
On the other end, Shen Shiyao's tone was gentle.
