Listening to the conversation coming from the sterile ward, the netizens in the live broadcast room sighed endlessly.
"I didn't expect Wu Bin to find love in such a way."
"This isn't really love, is it? Young people, just a moment of impulse, you can't take those words seriously at a time like this."
"That's true. I have a friend who was seriously ill and bedridden; his wife and he were very loving, but even so, she couldn't take care of him for long, and after a couple of years, she remarried."
"You can only say that young people simply don't realize the weight of taking care of someone for a lifetime, especially when that person is constantly paralyzed in bed, unable to tend to their own eating, drinking, and daily needs."
An old saying goes well, there are no filial sons at the bedside of a long illness; that's the principle it speaks of.
Although everyone was moved by what Han Jiaoyan had said just now, the netizens were just moved, not really believing her words.