There's an old saying that a heart condition needs a remedy from the heart.
She wanted to see what was Miss Chai's heart condition.
"What difference does it make to talk about it? My father won't come back to life, and everything can't return to how it was." Miss Chai gave a bitter smile.
An older woman beside her sighed, "Miss Chai, it's all in the past, be generous, and look forward."
"No, I won't! Why does everyone persuade me to be generous? Why not persuade them?" Miss Chai angrily slapped the bed, "If my father were still alive, would I be living like this? The entire family bullies me!"
As she spoke, Miss Chai burst into tears.
After crying for a while, she suddenly clutched her neck with both hands, gasping for air.
"Don't cry! Calm down! I have a way to make you walk as usual within two days!" Li Yuzhu suddenly said.
At the same time, she quickly took out silver needles and pricked a point on Miss Chai, calming her down.
