Ten days passed in the blink of an eye, the Time Gate had already entered the twelfth lunar month. Snow was falling heavily, and in the Qin house, everyone was in Old Mrs. Qin's room, each with a frightened look on their faces, mixed with a touch of sadness.
During these ten days, the Old Lady hadn't woken up even once, the Golden Needles remained pierced, the talismans still drawn, but she wouldn't wake up, only the faint sound of her breathing proving she was still alive.
When Qin Liuxi walked in, everyone with red eyes looked at her, not daring to speak.
"Go prepare a bowl of Chicken Noodle, add an egg, the ginseng soup will be brought over by Qi Huang soon. Also, clean Grandma's body and dress her well," Qin Liuxi instructed Mrs. Wang.
Mrs. Wang's throat choked up, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Uh..."
Someone sobbed, not knowing who.
