My mother does not look like she is sick.

Empty-handed, Pei Ge once more boarded a taxi to her home with a heavy heart.

When she unlocked the door grill, the frustration on her face was instantly replaced with a faint smile.

"Mom, I'm home. Why haven't you gone to bed yet?" Hearing television noise from the living room, she asked this question.

"Ge Ge, you're back," Zhang Manhua warmly welcomed before replying, "The show I'm watching hasn't ended yet."

Walking in, her sight was greeted by her mother laughing languidly to a TV drama that the latter was following daily.

Seeing her mother's genuinely relaxed smile, her smile also grew bigger and became more natural.

Honestly speaking, if it were not for the hospital's findings that her mother had gastric cancer, she would really say for sure that her mother was not sick at all.