A Matter of Genes

Yun Shishi was touched and comforted when her son served the herbal tea. "What a good boy Youyou is!"

After drinking the herbal tea, she went to sleep early.

Her heart was full of tumult – fear, worry, shock – but she had no one to seek solace.

She used to wish for someone to look after and take care of her in this life – someone who could protect her from fear and pain and whom she could hold on for support. She had waited for that kind of person to appear in her twenty-four years of life, but he had never once materialized.

Youyou covered her with a blanket, gave her forehead a peck, and switched the light off.

Her powerlessness made his heart ache with care.

"Mommy, don't be scared. Just remember that no matter what happens, Youyou will always be by your side and be your support, alright? Don't think too much about anything."

She was startled by his comforting words and tears welled up in her eyes.