He's already like this, yet he still wants to offer her fruit.
Seeing this scene, Lin Luqiu felt even more uncomfortable.
Rather than her father suddenly being kind to her, she'd rather he remained consistent with his initial attitude toward her; that way, she wouldn't develop any pity.
In fact, she is a soft-hearted person; if someone treats her sincerely, she'll feel tender.
After accepting the orange, she diligently began to peel it. Once peeled, she fed herself slice by slice, just to cheer up Lin Hongguang.
After finishing the orange, she stood up, fetched a basin of water, and wiped his hands for him.
Since falling ill, Lin Hongguang's body had rapidly deteriorated, and the flesh on the backs of his hands had almost vanished, leaving only bulging veins and tendons visible.
Like all late-stage cancer patients, his skin had turned a waxy yellow, devoid of any color.