"I heard from my mother that she was kidnapped and injected with something when she was pregnant with Qingliu. When she returned to the Lu family, my grandmother and my father looked for many doctors, but they couldn't find anything. Qingliu was about to be born at that time, and my mother couldn't bear to part with him, so she chose to give birth to Qingliu."
Lu Qingzhuo spoke slowly.
Because he remembered the past, his eyes were a little empty, with some nostalgia.
"Fortunately, Qingliu was still quite healthy, but his immunity was weak and his body was weak and sickly. Our family took good care of him and raised him until he was eleven years old. Suddenly, one day, Qingliu fainted. From then on, he never got out of the hospital bed."
Lu Qingzhuo sighed.
