"I still remember that morning, I had just changed Damao's diaper, and then a man dressed in white walked in. I asked him if he needed to buy anything. Unexpectedly, he only took one look at me and saw through my Jindan stage cultivation. He said, cough cough cough cough!"
Li Yue suddenly had a violent cough, so Qian Xinxin quickly injected spiritual energy into her to repair her internal organs and make her feel better.
Li Yue nodded gratefully at Qian Xinxin, and continued.
"He said he needed a golden elixir from a Jindan-stage cultivator and asked me if I was willing to give it to him. Of course I didn't want to. Who would be willing to give away the golden elixir they cultivated with great effort for nothing? But I didn't expect that after hearing my refusal, that person would directly take my golden elixir and leave... I don't know how I lived until my husband found me. My husband treated my injuries and injected spiritual energy into me, but it was useless. In the days that followed, I found that my internal organs were slowly festering, and spiritual energy could only temporarily repair them, not completely cure them. I knew that this must be related to that person."
"Then didn't you go look for that person? Didn't you find a way to treat the injury?"
Qi Ming couldn't help but interrupt and asked.
Li Yue smiled bitterly, and then continued: "How could there be no? My husband and I looked for all the doctors, but they couldn't help. My husband even found a lot of medicinal herbs and made pills for me to take, hoping to repair the injuries in my body, but it was completely useless. No matter how many elixirs I took, my internal organs were still festering. Later, my husband went up the mountain to pick snow hibiscus. After finally picking it, he was seriously injured by the monster guarding the snow hibiscus. He returned home with a breath of his life, handed the snow hibiscus to me, and then died..."
Li Yue thought of her husband and couldn't help crying.
Qian Xinxin, Yang Kun and Qi Ming all lowered their heads heavily, moved by the deep affection between Li Yue and her husband, and saddened by the death of Li Yue's husband.
Li Yue cried for a while, and then continued, "My husband is so stupid. When I got this snow hibiscus, I knew it couldn't cure my injury at all. My husband died, and I didn't want to live anymore. But if I died, what would happen to my son Damao? He was still so young. At that time, Damao was only five years old and lost his father. If I died again, he would have no relatives. How would he grow up? So, I held on with all my strength and took all the pills made by my husband. I don't know which pill worked, but it actually slowed down the rotting of my internal organs... So I sold the shop and used the money to hold on until now, but it made my child suffer. My Damao had to learn to cook and take care of himself since he was eight years old."
"Mom, I'm not miserable. As long as you are here, Da Mao won't be miserable!"
It turned out that Wang Damao had been standing behind them and heard what Li Yue said.
Wang Damao rushed to Li Yue's side, then looked at Li Yue and said, "As long as mom is fine, Damao is willing to endure any hardship or fatigue. As long as mom is still here, Damao will have a family."
"Big hair!"
Li Yue hugged Wang Damao, and she and her mother cried together.
Qian Xinxin, Yang Kun and Qi Ming felt sad and uncomfortable.