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As the saying goes, one autumn rain brings a chill. Besides the sturdy bed made by her scholar father, everything else in their home was thin and flimsy. The family didn't even have decent winter clothes. Su Yunduo felt resentment towards her grandfather, anger towards her stepmother, and above all, a sense of despair for the future.,A patient without a belief in survival, even with the best possible illness, cannot be cured. Furthermore, given their current circumstances where they rely on others for even basic necessities, how could they afford quality medicine To ensure that they have at least one dose of medication each day, which may not fully address their symptoms, is already pushing the limits.,Such a thought popped into Su Yunduo's mind unexpectedly, but it was quickly suppressed.。