"We've seen countless doctors, and none can figure out what's wrong with her," Lin Genfa said helplessly, his face etched with defeat and exhaustion. "She just lies there every day as if she's paralyzed. Your elder sister can't bear this torture much longer. She's getting thinner by the day and doesn't even look like herself anymore. These past few days, she's gotten worse and hardly eats anything. The doctor came and said, I'm afraid your elder sister doesn't have much time left."
At first, when Lin Genfa found out about the malicious thing his wife had done, he was determined not to live with her anymore. However, he bore with it for the sake of their child. Moreover, he knew that Zhao Lingxiang didn't get along with her own family and had nowhere to go after leaving their home. After all, they were husband and wife; he couldn't bear to drive her away. He thought it would be enough to just give her the cold shoulder, but then she suddenly fell ill, and it was severe.