"Yes," said Yue Yaer: "What I said is very straightforward. Heart disease requires heart medicine. What she has is heart disease. You must remove the root cause and cooperate with conditioning so that her body can gradually recover from health. Otherwise, no amount of medicine will be useful."

Xia Chengzhao was very disappointed.

Xia's father was also very disappointed, but he looked at his wife beside him and cheered up and asked Yue Yaer: "Doctor Yue, you just said that if you prescribe medicine and condition it, I can let my wife sleep one or two more hours a day, right?"

"Yes," Yue Yaer nodded, "If the effect is good, it is possible to sleep for two or three hours a day."

"That's great," Xia's father said, holding his wife's hand: "My wife now sleeps for up to four or five hours a day, and it's very painful every day. If she could let my wife sleep for two or three more hours a day, she wouldn't be as painful as she is now."

"Well," said Yue Yaer: "Sleep a few more hours a day, her physical condition will be slightly better than now, but if you want her to restore her normal health, you still have to get rid of her heart disease. There is no other way."

"I understand..." Thinking of his youngest son who was lost inexplicably, his heart seemed to be pinched hard, and his eyes turned red. "We have been looking for him, and never gave up. As long as I am still alive, I will continue to look for him. Nowadays, technology is becoming more and more and more children who have been lost back then have found their biological mother. I firmly believe that I can definitely find my youngest son..."

He hugged his wife tightly and looked at her, "I believe that our family of four will be reunited one day."

Xia's mother nodded in tears.

She has always felt guilty about Xia’s father and eldest son.

She knew that because she couldn't let go of her young son, she had insomnia and her health was getting worse and worse, which made her husband and son worried about her every day.

She knew that this was not good.

She should accept reality and try to forget her young son and take good care of her husband, son, and her family.

But she couldn't do it.

As long as she falls asleep, she can dream about her young son almost every night.

Sometimes, I dreamed that her youngest son was lying in her arms and ate breasts.

Sometimes, I dreamed that her little son was lost, and she searched everywhere like crazy in the streets and alleys, but she couldn't find it. Then she woke up from the dream with heart-wrenching tears.

Gradually, she suffered from insomnia and could not sleep. After falling asleep, she couldn't sleep for long. She could wake up in a few hours and then she could no longer sleep.

Countless people advised her to look forward as a person, but her younger son is gone, and she still has an older son.

Her eldest son is smart, capable, excellent and filial. Their family is together, and they are still a happy family of three.

She was grateful to those who comforted her, but she couldn't do it.

Her youngest son was stolen, as if someone had cut her heart halfway.

Her heart is only half left, and her life is incomplete.

She can't forget her young son. She has been looking for it for so many years. As long as there are a little clues, she will run over there regardless of everything.

But after so many years, there is no news at all.

She didn't even know if her youngest son was still alive...

Ye Xingbei looked at Xia's mother who was crying and felt sad.
Chapter completed!