Lin Qingqian was elated. "Grandma, you're awake."
Old Madam Jiang was also very happy to see her, but her voice was soft and weak. "Why are you here so early?"
"There were too many people yesterday, so it was not convenient for me to stay and wait for you to wake up. So, I came to see you earlier today."
Lin Qingqian sat down on the chair beside the bed and reached out to hold her hand. "Grandma, you really frightened me yesterday."
Old Madam Jiang patted her hand gently. "Grandma is fine. Don't worry."
Lin Qingqian nodded slowly. "I made porridge. Do you want to eat some?"
She didn't have much of an appetite, but since it was made by Lin Qingqian, she still nodded.
Jiang Yanshen went to the kitchen to get a clean small bowl and spoon. Lin Qingqian poured the porridge from the thermos into the bowl.
