Three days later, Lin Anning returned to Jiangcheng, weary from her travels.
Despite the continuous journey leaving her exhausted, she couldn't skip school since today was Friday.
When she arrived home, it was still dark. After washing up and changing into clean clothes, she first visited Wang Liu's house.
Seeing a light on in the room, she felt relieved and knocked on the door.
"Aunt Wang, it's Anning..."
The door creaked open as Wang Liu stepped out quickly.
Catching sight of Lin Anning's pale face, her heart ached with concern.
She hurriedly pulled her inside, had her sit down, and cooked her a bowl of brown sugar eggs.
"You've been running yourself ragged lately. I have Cuihua helping me with massages, and with the medicine you prescribed, I've improved a lot. There was no need to rush."
Lin Anning took a sip of the eggs and immediately felt warmer, smiling sheepishly.
