A good mindset is the best medicine against illness.
"Oh right, are you still seeing Qiuqiu's dad?" The moment cancer was mentioned, Yu Minglang thought of Qiuqiu.
"Yeah, tomorrow after I get out of school I have to go see him."
Thinking of Qiuqiu's dad, Qian rubbed her temples.
"What's wrong, is that old man's condition too serious for you to handle?" Yu Minglang had only heard Qian mention him. By now his wife had been treating Qiuqiu's dad for several months, twice a week, two thousand a session.
Thanks to this rustic tycoon, all of Qian's daily expenses were basically covered by Qiuqiu's dad, and they could still save a lot.
"It's not that I can't treat him, it's exactly that he's recovering too well… No wonder Qiuqiu keeps muttering that his dad's a good guy who won't live long, while scourges live a thousand years."
