Tiantian's question was like a stream of fresh spring water, rippling across the once still lake of Ni Shujing's heart, leaving her momentarily stunned.
Indeed.
Her heart was filled with astonishment, momentarily unable to believe her own ears.
After all, ever since Tiantian got sick, her appetite had been deteriorating, getting worse by the day.
Especially in recent days, she had almost lost interest in all food, whether it was the visually appealing dishes or the snacks she once adored, nothing could stir her appetite.
To sustain her life, they could only rely on nutrient infusions.
Ni Shujing watched each day as her daughter's little face grew paler and her body thinner, her heart ached...
She had tried everything, hoping to stimulate her daughter's appetite, but nothing worked.
However, at this moment.
Tiantian's question seemed to shine a ray of hope in Ni Shujing's heart.
