Zhan Moxiao and Ou Lan dared not say a word, just silently watched Jia Xuan eat noodles. Later, Ou Lan couldn't help but say, "Xiao Tuo is already okay. Although he suffered very serious injuries earlier and underwent a major surgery, fortunately, he pulled through. Now he has fully recovered, and he has transferred to civilian work. He will stay at home with us from now on."
Jia Xuan paused, probably afraid of choking on her sobs, she suddenly stuffed a large lump of noodles into her mouth, her cheeks bulged high, suppressing herself from crying out loud.
After chewing the noodles into fragments, she used great effort to swallow them down, finally restraining the urge to cry loudly. She tried her best to ask calmly, "Dad, did he make a will before his surgery?"
Zhan Moxiao nodded, "Yes."
Jia Xuan, "Can I see it?"
