When she heard Su Wen say that,
and learned that this teacher she had only met today could actually produce something like this,
she no longer had enough rationality left to judge whether it was real or not. After all, if anyone else had told her something like that,
they would most likely have been a scammer.
But fortunately, today she had met Su Wen.
Natsume Chie's hands trembled as she carefully unscrewed the cap of the green medicine bottle. In her palm, it felt as heavy as a thousand pounds.
Her eyes were filled with tension and anticipation as she gently lifted her mother's head and slowly fed the medicine into her mouth.
With every drop, her heart clenched tighter.
After finishing the medicine, she merely held the other pure-white syringe, her fingers trembling slightly. Yet she gritted her teeth and did not say another word about giving up.
The little girl stared fixedly at her mother's face, not daring to look away for even a moment, as though the slightest lapse would make her mother leave her forever.
Yet just as she eagerly awaited some sign of improvement, the life monitor at the bedside suddenly let out a piercing alarm!
The shrill sound was like a blade stabbing straight into her heart.
In terror, she watched her mother's vital signs plummet across the screen, even showing an utterly horrifying drop for one brief instant.
At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and the girl's world instantly collapsed.
Her pupils dilated sharply. Her eyes filled with despair and fear, her body began to shake uncontrollably, and a heart-rending scream tore from her throat:
"Mom—"
Chie felt as though her soul had been ripped from her body, plunging her into an endless abyss of darkness.
But the next second,
accompanied