Lawrence Winters was quite puzzled, "Why? Why can't they talk about it? Although they're not young, my mom is in her forties, and if she wants a child, it's completely possible. Artificial insemination technology is very advanced now…"
The old Daoist twitched his mouth, "That's getting more ridiculous. Is this an artificial insemination problem?"
"Then what's the issue?"
The old Daoist was silent for a while, then slowly said, "Back when your mom had you, she had a massive hemorrhage and almost died in childbirth. Later, the doctors saved both of you, but your mom's body... was damaged. She can't have any more children."
Lawrence's heart suddenly sank, almost reflexively retorting, "Grandmaster, that can't be right? Modern medicine is so advanced, how could this happen?"
"But that's the fact."
Lawrence looked at the old Daoist for a while, feeling he wasn't lying, and quickly adjusted his mindset, saying, "If that's true, then why not continue the treatment?"
