"Miss Yiling, I can't help it! I'm just an ordinary old man who wants his grandson to live in good health! I know that you're good friends with him. I also know that you were teammates who played games together. If it's you, I think he wouldn't be against the idea! You're my only hope now!"
Master Zhai said such words in a mournful and miserable manner. If someone didn't know better, they would have actually assumed that he was only an ordinary old man.
"I won't be staying in Beijing for long," Jian Yiling replied. She decided to tell Master Zhai about her situation.
"How long will you be staying?"
"Around a month."
"It's fine. Even if it's only a month, maybe when he gets used to you, he wouldn't be so resistant against other physicians in the future."
The older you get, the more experienced you are.
Master Zhai knew that you couldn't become fat on one mouthful.
Everything must have a beginning.
