Women's Struggle to Change Their Destiny
All right, I'll listen to you
Bai Zhou's words sounded like he was exaggerating, but Jian Ai knew that Bai Zhou would not speak big in front of him.
Jian Ai looked at Bai Zhou and then at Xiao Zhen. In the end, he could only say in a low voice, “Please.”
A horrified expression flashed across Xiao Zhen's eyes as he hurriedly said, “Sekte Master, there is no need to do this. We are willing to pass through fire and water for Sect Master.”
On the other hand, Bai Zhou looked at Jian Ai and sighed in his heart. He knew that Jian Ai had yet to fully accept his identity as the Sect Master of the ancient sect, let alone know how sacred his status as a Sect Master was to the twelve guards.
As long as he needed it, the twelve guards could give up their lives for him at any time.
“Sekte Master, leave the rest to me. I'll take care of everything as soon as possible. When the time comes, you can take your mother to the hospital for treatment, ” Bai Zhou said.
Jian Ai nodded and did not forget to remind him, “Faster is better.”
Bai Zhou gave Jian Ai a relieved smile. “Secte Master, don't worry. Xiao Zhen and I will restore you to a healthy mother.”
When he reached home, Wang Yunmei had just finished cooking dinner. Seeing his daughter back, Wang Yunmei smiled and greeted, “Xiao Ai is back. Wash your hands and eat.”
Ever since his illness was diagnosed, Wang Yunmei had never revealed his weak side in front of Jian Ai. Jian Ai knew that her mother put up a strong front, so her heart was getting sicker.
Not only did her mother have to endure all this, but she also had to take into account her feelings and instead comfort her. Jian Ai hated herself for being so useless, but this matter was a blow too great for her. He can't pretend that nothing happened.
“Bu, what are you preparing for? It smelled so good..” With this thought, Jian Ai leaned against the table with a smile and regained his usual strength. He could not add to his mother's current psychological burden. She had to be optimistic to make her mother optimistic.
As expected, seeing his daughter no longer frowning, Wang Yunmei heaved a sigh of relief in her heart. Hearing this, he smiled and said, “Those sweet sour pork and boiled fish. They are all your favorites.”
Jian Ai playfully took a deep breath of the scent of food. Then, he walked into the bathroom and asked, “Sister hasn't returned?”
“She came back during the day but just left. You two miss each other.” Wang Yunmei said as he walked out with a bowl of rice. “Don't worry about him. Eat first.”
At the dining table, Jian Ai took out a piece of boiled fish and placed it in his mother's bowl. Then, he pretended to be relaxed and suddenly said, “Bu, let's go to another hospital to see him later. There must be a path.”
When Wang Yunmei heard this, he stopped eating. He immediately raised his head to look at his daughter. He saw his daughter's expression as natural and not as sad as before.
Jian Ai also looked at Wang Yunmei. Looking at his mother's expression that suddenly turned serious, Jian Ai smiled and said, “Bu, since we already know, we have to deal with it. I won't give up, and neither can you give up. Think about me and my brother. You have to get better.”
When Wang Yunmei heard Jian Ai's words, he saw determination and hope in Jian Ai's eyes. He knew that there was no point in hiding now. As her daughter had said, since it had already happened, she had to deal with it.
He could not easily submit to his illness. He has a son, so he has to be strong.
Wang Yunmei slightly nodded and smiled. “Alright, I'll listen to you.”