Chapter 802 The Devoted Fan Guobin

Stepping into the courtyard, I approached the center and respectfully took hold of Fan Guobin's wife's wrist. However, the woman seated in the wheelchair before me appeared to have long slipped into unconsciousness. Her gaze was vacant, her pulse steady yet weak; thankfully, she maintained a healthy appetite and received adequate nutrition, preventing any signs of muscle atrophy. While I was examining her pulse, Fan Guobin emerged from the living room, a bowl in hand, and greeted me with a smile, "Ah, you've arrived so promptly. Why didn't you announce your presence? I could have come out to welcome you!"