Chapter 602: He's Dead Eight Years Ago

Even Abel hadn't expected the connection between the two. He turned around to carefully assess the upright and gentle young man behind him, finding a resemblance to an old acquaintance. "Is your father really Willie?" Eddie clenched his fists hidden in his sleeves, his thoughts drifting back to a time long ago when his father had held his hand and led him into the courtyard. Pointing to the medicinal herbs on the wooden rack, he had explained the names and uses of each one to Eddie. "Eddie, take a look. This is called Plantago, with a sweet taste and a cold nature." "Dad, can this herb be consumed?" "Of course, Plantago has diuretic, cooling, antitussive, and expectorant effects." "I see. Is it because Sister has been feeling a bit unwell recently that we needed to find it?" "Yes, Eddie, you're truly clever." The memories scattered, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed into the tragic scene of a car accident, with his mother no longer breathing. His father, covered