"Jianuan, don't worry too much. This afternoon, find a car, and based on what the doctor said, find a reliable professor for another checkup to see what the situation is." Hua Miaobing held her eldest daughter's hand and said.
Zhuang Ruyu lowered her head, saying nothing.
Hua Miaobing felt her hand was icy cold, and suddenly her chest ached with sorrow. This eldest daughter truly had it worse than her younger one. Taken away by bad people since she was a child, grew up in an orphanage, struggled to achieve what she has today, only to encounter such a situation now.
"Jianuan." Hua Miaobing embraced her shoulder, patting her back, and gently said, "As long as mom is here, nothing can go wrong."
