Gu Youyou nodded gently, struggling to suppress a smile.
Upon closing the door, Gu Youyou finally let out a laugh.
Seeing Tian Jizi deep in sleep, she quickly covered her mouth and lowered her voice, "Your master's condition is one of elderly dementia, incurable, with only the possibility to delay the worsening of his symptoms."
Jin Zijin sighed and looked at Gu Youyou earnestly, "Do you really think I asked you to come here to treat the old man's illness?"
"Huh?" Gu Youyou paused, taken aback.
Jin Zijin glanced at Tian Jizi on the bed, "At my master's age, it's better for him not to have to worry. He's happier this way, even if it means his disciples suffer a little. That's fine."
"Oh, worry?" Gu Youyou was somewhat perplexed.
It was the first time she had encountered a patient's family who thought it was better for the patient to be foolish, believing in the luck of the foolish.
