"Your aunt will gradually recover; you don't need to worry too much," Tang Shiyu said.
Zhang Ling nodded. Her mother had suffered so much for her sake, and with such filial piety and devotion, surely her mother would be able to overcome any obstacle. The two of them had relied on each other for over twenty years; Zhang Ling couldn't even imagine what she would do if she lost her mother.
*Pah, touch wood,* she thought to herself. *Mother is a good person and will be blessed with good fortune; she’ll surely live to a ripe old age.* Zhang Ling mentally pushed those dark thoughts aside.
Chapter 27