At this moment, a thought suddenly occurred to Xyla Quest. "Being afraid of something melting in one's mouth, and also being afraid of it falling from one's hand." This was how much Stanley Batton doted on her.

Xyla stood still without moving, allowing Stanley to wash her hands and wipe them dry for her.

He was meticulous, almost as if he was cleaning dust off an antique item.

After cleaning Xyla's hands, Stanley picked her up like a princess and walked into the dining room. He then gently placed her in her usual seat.

After that, Stanley sat down in his seat and placed the ingredients into the broth for Xyla.

Throughout the process, Xyla was only responsible for eating.

***

After the wine and food, Xyla went into the study, switched on the computer, and checked her email.

She wanted to find out if the top domestic and international hematologists she had emailed for help had replied to her.

However, there was nothing in the mailbox except her work emails.

Xyla let out a long sigh. After that, she continued to search the internet for information about Stanley's medical condition.

information about his condition. Stanley's situation was very rare, and Xyla couldn't find anybody else who had

her head aching. She slowly turned off the computer before leaning into

seem like there wasn't any possibility of curing Stanley's

matter what price she had to pay or what difficulties she

had brought back from Country Y. These were

believe that Stanley was the only

another half

with a glass of

medical book she was holding and smiled slightly at Stanley. "Are

the glass in front of her. "Have a glass of milk... It helps

you, honey," Xyla

"You're welcome," Stanley replied.

the name of the medical book Xyla

"Are you still searching for information related to my

"Yeah..."

anything at all. My illness can't be cured," Stanley said

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