The old lady's voice was wheezing heavily, her throat emitting a rasping sound with each breath.
Upon closer inspection, the old lady's once plump body was now so thin it was almost just skin and bones. Her hair was a tangled, graying mess, and her once round chin had become sharp and pointed over time. Her tightly pursed lips were an unhealthy deep red, and her swollen, tear-filled eyes were staring at him unblinkingly, determined to get a real answer before she would relent.
Dai Weiguo helplessly rubbed his face: "Mom, let's talk about the child later. Right now, the most important thing is to take you to the hospital! We need to get you healthy and strong. Whatever you wish for, be it the stars in the sky, your son will build a ladder to get them for you."
