Dr. Yang said with a wry smile, "So where do all these miracles in the world come from... It's all fate!! No wonder that little girl was especially kind to Mr. Jih, spending every day talking to him, reading to him, willingly giving her blood to save him... And Mr. Jih, a man who had been in a vegetative state for more than twenty years, moved for the first time... just to wipe that little girl's tears... Ah, how did I not think of it!!"
For a moment, everyone was at a loss for words.
Meng Xing, who had been listening to all this from not far away, was also a bit dumbfounded.
He had rushed out, thinking something had happened again... worried about Su Nuannuan as he dashed out.
Yet what he heard was these revelations.
In that moment, his eyes felt somewhat sore.
His feelings were akin to Dr. Yang's, but even more intense.
The Clown Monster was actually Uncle Jih's own daughter.
