"Mom, are you nervous?" Pei Ge's anxiety eased when Zhang Manhua appeared to be comfortably sitting beside her.
Zhang Manhua felt her daughter's worry and shook her head with a reassuring smile. "I'm not nervous."
In the first few days, when she had just learned that she had gastric cancer, she was indeed panicking in fear.
Presently, she had none of her initial fear.
Even now, she secretly felt that her illness was not as serious as what the doctor deemed it to be, and it could definitely be treated quickly.
"Ge Ge, don't worry; Mom will be fine," she spoke with much confidence while holding her daughter's hand.
Pei Ge looked at her serious look and reflexively nodded along.
"Mhm… Mom, you'll definitely be fine!"
The two, thus, proceeded to where Zhang Manhua had her full-body checkup in the hospital while harmoniously holding hands.
