Thousands of miles away. Capital. Inside a top-level sanatorium.

The baby boy of the Zou family is now sitting in a wheelchair. A nurse is pushing him to do physical therapy. He looks well physically, but he is dejected in his spirit. He is sitting there, without any light in his eyes, just like someone who has lost all hope to live.

Mrs. Zou opens the door and sees this scene she is actually very familiar with. She holds the hatred in her heart and puts on a ...