Our women's pride

The old lady didn't speak for a long while.

Zhang Xiaoying smiled, "If possible, I wish that there were no illness in the world."

"Xiaoying, I have always thought I was a good person, but now it seems I really can't count myself as one! With such ambition, I hope that one day you will be able to fulfill your wish," the old lady gripped Zhang Xiaoying's hand, "If there's anything you need my help with, just tell me."

"Alright, I won't be polite with you."

"I don't understand medicine, but I know quite a few people in the capital, and I will do everything in my power to help. Xiaoying, you are our women's pride."

Zhang Xiaoying felt a bit embarrassed to be praised so much, "I am only doing what I can, hoping to make Daliang better somehow, not so different from Mr. Lu after all!"

"He's far from comparing to you. Ask him if he's ever done such a thing?"

The old lady sighed.