With her reassurance, Yan Xue let out a sigh of relief and excitedly grabbed Wen Duoduo's hand.
She couldn't wait to say, "That's great. Auntie needs a favor from you, can you help?"
Wen Duoduo didn't think too much and nodded, saying, "Auntie, whatever you need help with, just say it."
"It's like this..."
Yan Xue first sighed, paused, and then continued:
"This morning, the doctor gave Ning Wan some very regrettable news, saying she has a scar-prone constitution, and there might be an ugly scar left on her ankle that may never be removed for life…
The child is very upset and sad because of this, has refused treatment, and even started fasting. The doctor said she has post-traumatic depression…"
Hearing Yan Xue mention Ning Wan, Wen Duoduo froze.
She suddenly had a bad premonition.
Then, she heard Yan Xue say, "Fortunately, Yinyin consoled her, and Ning Wan's mood improved a bit. She decided to accept treatment again. It's just that—"
