Han Feng climbed up and sat opposite Bai Zhi, flashing her a faint smile as warm as the sun.
"How is work going for you, Han Feng, do you feel tired?"
Despite the cold wind, Han Feng's voice seemed full of vigor.
"It's okay, Grandpa Bai. I didn't understand things at first, but I'm young and can learn. How is Xingxing's foot doing?"
It was only after his return that he learned what had really happened to Bai Zhi's body. If he had been puzzled as to why Bai Zhi frequently went for acupuncture check-ups, he only found out the reason when he visited the pharmacy.
After so many years of acupuncture, how could there be no harm? All that required gradual nurture and care. Thinking of this, Han Feng's eyes would blaze with anger.
He hated himself for not noticing Xingxing's issue sooner, especially since they used to play together so often.
Back then, Xingxing did so much work every day; how had he never considered that her body might be injured?
