Your Speculation Makes So Much Sense Even the Scheming Dog Is at a Loss for Words

Later that evening, after getting the pair of little beasts at home to sleep and making a late-night snack, Mrs. Shui was chatting and eating with her husband, getting ready to log into the game and do a few more quests, when she received a message.

She put down her chopsticks and glanced at her phone, then froze.

The look on her face caught Brother Huo's attention. He turned and pushed up his glasses, curious. A few seconds later, Mrs. Shui lowered her phone and said softly to her husband, who was watching her:

"Sister Cement's back in the country. They just brought her home."

"Oh, that's great news."

Brother Huo was immediately delighted.

Through his wife, he'd heard about Sister Cement's situation. He knew she was one of his wife's online best friends, and asked with concern, "But wasn't her condition supposed to be really bad?"

"It is really bad."

Mrs. Shui sighed.

"Brother Loyalty said she might have less than a month left. Her body's deteriorating rapidly, and there's no reversing it. Those foreigners must have tortured her. What a poor thing. Sister Cement said her last wish was to see us again before she goes. Brother Loyalty said he could arrange it.

"I'll be going out of town in a few days. You'll have to take care of things at home."

"Sure. Don't worry, go ahead."

Brother Huo's mood sank, too. He wasn't friends with Sister Cement, but it was never easy to see a life cut short for some awful reason.

But Sister Cement's real condition wasn't as bad as being on the verge of death. Her soul and body were out of sync, leaving her extremely weak and paralyzed from the waist down, but she could still manage simple movements with her upper body.

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