Boneless Ginseng

"Xin'er? Xin'er?" Li Tai had no family aside from his one daughter. He protected her as if she was his lifeblood. He embraced her now, and the seven-foot-tall man shed endless tears.

"I'm sorry!" Su Jiu looked at Li Xin, who was still unconscious, and frowned.

Li Tai wiped his tears with his sleeve and shook his head, saying, "It is not your fault, Young Master. It was not intentional."

"What is going on here?"

Li Tai, overcome for a moment, sighed. "Even before she was born, Xin'er has had a cold sickness. Her body has always been frail, and she is constantly ill. She cannot be exposed to anything intense or exciting. The physician said that, even if we took the utmost care, Xin'er would not live past eighteen years!" As he spoke, Li Tai gradually broke down into wordless tears.