Zhou Shuren patiently supported her, "Yes."
Lady Li was the most flustered, and in a gentle voice said, "Mother-in-law."
Zhulan was also panicked, realizing that taking medicine alone wouldn't suffice and that she still needed nutrition, she didn't want to die young, "Later, catch last year's hen and kill it."
Lady Li questioned whether she had heard wrong, her voice rising like that of a startled groundhog, "Kill a chicken?"
Zhulan clutched her chest thankfully without heart problems; otherwise, she would have passed away too soon, and said with a cold face, "Yes, kill the chicken. Stew it tonight, and at noon, stew a big bone. After I rest for a while, I'll give you dough to make dumpling soup with the bone broth."
Lady Li became even more anxious, was this no longer living each day at a time? What had startled the mother-in-law today?
"Mother, the hen is just right for laying eggs!"
