Ah Mei is still alive, but it's as if she's possessed. She can only sit there with her eyes open, dazed.
Li Zhiyuan looked at Wen Xiushan.
Wen Xiushan's old face turned red with shame, and he lowered his head.
It was Wen Xiushan's disciple, Acai, who explained that Grandpa had tried all sorts of methods these days, but none could wake Ah Mei.
This explanation made Wen Xiushan even more embarrassed.
Li Zhiyuan couldn't understand why the old man didn't call him earlier.
Someone in their village was working on the construction site; they should have known he was also at the construction site during this time.
What the young man couldn't comprehend was the deep logic behind this foolish behavior, although he understood why the old man acted this way.
Perhaps it was because he felt embarrassed to ask for his help again; he wanted to use his own village methods to awaken Ah Mei. For the old man, it was a matter of pride.
