Douya's condition is improving, which is tremendously good news. The old lady was so emotional that tears of relief streamed down her face.
"I hope that blood clot clears up soon, so my Douya doesn't have to suffer like this," the old lady cried while praying.
Xu Canyang's emotions, though not as visible, also showed that he was really relieved.
"Mom, it will," Xu Zijin rarely patted the old lady's shoulder to comfort her.
"Alright, this is good news. Why are you still crying? You should be smiling instead." Xu Canyang was afraid of his wife's cries. Another tear, and they wouldn't be able to handle it.
Previously, when Xu's old lady cried, they had no reason to stop her, but now, as it was clearly good news, they had a justified reason to stop her tears.
The old lady was crying and laughing at the same time, "Aren't I happy?"
"If you're happy, you should smile, so as not to frighten Douya again."
