After confirming everything repeatedly, the huge weight in Zhuang Mengli's heart finally fell away.
But it did not completely fall away. Only half of it had, since Su Yang had merely given her a verbal promise.
The dark spots on her body had troubled her for more than a year. Only she knew how stubborn they were.
Ever since the dark spots began growing on her hand last year, Zhuang Yong had taken her to hospitals in Magic City, the capital, and even abroad for examinations. Yet not even the most advanced medical equipment could eliminate them.
Western medicine had been unable to solve the problem, so Zhuang Yong had invited Guan Tianya and a large group of Huaguo's top traditional Chinese doctors to consult together.
But even then, not a single person had been able to cure her dark spots. Fortunately, after examining her, Guan Tianya and several other veteran Chinese doctors had all determined that the spots would not become cancerous. They simply could not be eliminated.
This continued until three months ago.
She had originally thought the spots would only grow on her right arm. Who would have guessed that they would begin appearing on her face as well?
It was bad enough for them to be on her hand, but having them appear on her face was truly distressing. She could not possibly wear a mask for the rest of her life, could she?
Therefore, with such stubborn and baffling dark spots, nothing could be taken for granted until they were cured.
The main issue was that she did not completely trust Su Yang yet.
Of course, that was understandable. The two of them had only met a few times in total.
Their meetings when they were children certainly did not count. Before this, they had