Xu Pinglin had complete faith in Du Heng's words.
This trust had been cultivated over a year, witnessed by his own eyes, and experienced personally.
So, the moment Du Heng sent the prescription to his Mobile phone, Xu Pinglin eagerly got up.
However, just as he rose, two women approached from behind, their anxious voices calling out, "Xu Pinglin, how is my daughter?"
Xu Pinglin turned at the familiar sound, seeing a woman with tightly curled hair and a deep red trench coat coming towards him. Beside her was an older woman, bearing a six-tenths resemblance to Xu Pinglin, though she looked more aged and timid, her face etched with anxiety.
From their earlier words, Du Heng guessed the curly-haired woman was likely Xu Pinglin's Mother-in-law, and the other his own mother.
Hearing their voices, Xu Pinglin immediately turned and hurried towards them. "Mom, Mother-in-law, why did it take you so long to get here?"
