Zhou Han suddenly stood up, knocking over the coffee cup and plate in front of him in his confusion.
Although the coffee was freshly made, breakfast was already halfway through, and the temperature was still acceptable, so even though it spilled on his legs, Zhou Han didn't feel anything.
He stared in shock at the graceful figure of his mother—Qin Sisi—as she approached.
Today, Qin Sisi wore a sky-blue dress with lace trim, paired with soft-soled white sandals. The mother who always sat in a wheelchair, who needed him and his father to carry her into the car, was now walking towards them gracefully, with a smile on her face.
He knew well about Qin Sisi's condition. He studied at a medical college initially for her health, but as he grew older, her condition showed no signs of improving. The family needed him, and his medical skills offered no help to his mother's condition, so he followed Zhou Luoan to manage the family business.
