A bowl of chicken soup

Was he thinking too much?

Zheng Ren laughed. He did not think so. However, from Little Rock's expression, it seemed like he was trying very hard to survive.

Even if he had experienced endless chemotherapy, even if he had experienced a surgery that even Zheng Ren only had a 50% chance of success, even if his lungs had secreted 2500 ml of watery phlegm and slime overflow in a day ...

The road ahead was difficult, but he was still working hard, and it seemed like he had never thought of giving up.

"We had an agreement before." Little stone replied,"living has always been tiring. You've never seen my dad, have you?"

Zheng Ren nodded. His heart was as still as water, without sorrow or sadness, and without the annoyance and joy of coaxing a child. He was already ready to play the role of a listener.