Zhao Shen took the items handed to him by Old Mrs. Zhao, "Mom, I'll go first. Please take care of yourself at home."
Old Mrs. Zhao nodded, her eyes full of tears.
What kind of sin had she committed to let her family become like this?
Old Mrs. Zhao wiped the tears from her face and warned the servants in a low voice, "Don't utter a word about what just happened!"
"Yes, Madam," the servants nodded in response.
Meanwhile, Ni Yang first bandaged Shangguan Furong's head wound, then took out three silver needles and punctured them into three of Furong's main acupuncture points. He looked up to Shangguan Dehui, "Dad, did you call 120?"
"I did!" replied Shangguan Dehui. "How is your aunt?"
After asking this question, everything became quiet, even the crying stopped.
Ni Yang said, "Don't worry, Aunt is fine."
She's fine?
At this, Old Mrs. Shangguan immediately questioned, "Yangyang, you aren't lying, are you? Is your aunt really alright?" Her voice was choking with sobbing.
