"Old man, I don't need such protective measures. I just want you to live well." She choked.
If she knew Alan had cancer, she would never have let him head off to find the seven-colored spider lilies.
"Life and death are predestined. My body has already reached the point of exhaustion; that's why I'm so calm."
Alan had always been open- minded. "Zoey, I really treat you as my granddaughter, so I sincerely hope that you and Clement can work together to promote traditional medicine."
Zoey silently shed tears.
She was heartbroken, and her mind was a big blank at the moment. She did not know how to respond to him.
"I'll urge Clement to not like you and to simply treat you as a friend. I hope that you two can spread the word about traditional medicine. I don't want others to say that modern medicine is better than traditional medicine."
Alan held her shoulders and urged earnestly.
