Before long, Gu Youyou saw Lin Qianqing helping the elderly Madam Lin into her room.
A wave of heat rushed at them, and the old lady nodded in approval, "Indeed, it's very warm."
"Grandmother, cousin, why have you come so late?"
Gu Youyou hurried out from the bedroom.
Lin Qianqing said, "Grandmother heard that you fell ill during the day and was worried about you, insisting on coming to see you."
"Yes, Youyou, are you feeling any better?" the old lady asked.
Gu Youyou smiled and twirled around, saying, "All better now, I've worried grandmother."
"That's good to hear," the old lady said. "Your illness lasts for ten years once it strikes. It hasn't been that long since you've recovered. We were negligent, we shouldn't have let you go worship the Dragon Mother. In such cold weather, kneeling and bowing for four hours, even a healthy person might not withstand it, let alone you with your frail health."
