"You dare!" Elder Jiang Ge glared and shouted, then started coughing again.
Bai Ruozhu, with a worried expression, said, "Grandpa, if you don't cooperate with the treatment, even the best doctor can't cure your cold."
Jiang Xuexiang, recalling Bai Ruozhu's instructions, also spoke up, "Indeed, father, I've always said it's too cold here for you. At your age, your body really can't withstand it. If your illness keeps recurring, what are we to do?"
The main wife, thinking of the household expenses, turned her eyes and said, "Old Master is worried about the household expenses, that's why he's always so thrifty. In the end, it's our fault for being unfilial and failing to provide for the whole family." She even wiped away a tear as she spoke.
Bai Ruozhu secretly sneered in her heart; the main wife was thinking of squeezing Jiang Xuebin and Dou Ning's families along with being reluctant to spend the money herself.
