Good Medicine

When Wen Zhixuan was eighteen, she met Jiang Huan.

From then on, she found a remedy that healed all the pain in her body.

Bold × gentle

At a dinner party, the famous piano artist Wen Yue and her partner, Jiang Sui, attended with their daughter.

The girl was gentle and gracious, displaying a composure rare for someone her age.

She knew she was sickly, so she was quiet and rarely started conversations with others.

Alphas often came over to strike up a conversation, but her distant air turned them away as soon as they approached. Unwilling to give up, they nevertheless had no choice but to leave.

Seventeen-year-old Jiang Huan accepted her family's repeated invitations and arrived at the hotel in a black dress. She had no choice but to go, and wore a cold, impatient expression.

She was the second Omega daughter of President Jiang. His first Omega had died of an illness eighteen years ago.

Some people were waiting to see the Jiang siblings become enemies, but they never expected that the eldest son had even forgotten his stepsister's name.

"Young Master Jiang, what do you think of your half-sister?"

Sheng Yu: "That little girl? What's her name? She's barely a year old. What are you talking about?"

She took it in stride, too. Why fight for something that did not belong to her?

So the unambitious Miss Jiang Huan got to enjoy a carefree life, with no family property disputes to worry about. Her only rule in life was to live happily and freely.

Though Jiang Huan and Wen Zhixuan were worlds apart, she found herself drawn to her.

On the night Jiang Huan confessed for the first time, Wen Zhixuan coldly refused her. "I'm sick."

Jiang Huan: "Your illness can be treated slowly, but you only get one life. Are you sure you don't want to give this A, who'll cling to you every day, a chance?"

This is one of the rare proactive characters in my stories!

Reading Guide:

1. This is the story of Jiang Xun's mother. Happy ending. A healing story.

2. Thank you all for reading. A deep bow!

Theme: Even when you're ill, your whole body can still be filled with sweetness.