As she spoke, she rushed out like a gust of wind and could be heard arranging things in the yard, "Get something from Laosan's house, cook a soup tonight, add some goji berries, and also steep a pot of that wild chrysanthemum we dried the other day to bring to Chongjin."
Lady Jiang responded from the kitchen.
Wang Yongzhu then casually sat on the edge of the kang, "What did my mother ask you about?"
With a hint of a smile in his eyes, Song Chongjin could still see double images, although the pain around his eyes had subsided. He had an intuition that his eyes would be fine.
He didn't know where Wang Yongzhu got the medicine from, but he didn't feel like asking anymore.
During the journey, he thought about many things. He knew that Yongzhu had secrets, such as the medicine he had passed on to Wang Yongfu before, and the pills that had been given to him.
Though Yongzhu hadn't told him, she was willing to reveal this secret for him, which had touched him deeply.
