The Yan family members at the door sighed in relief upon hearing Old Master Yan's voice.
The fact that the old master still had the strength to scold them meant that there was probably nothing severely wrong with his health, allowing them to finally set their worries aside.
Yan Huaiyan led the way inside while Yan Huaijing said while walking: "Hey, I can't help but feel this scene is eerily familiar."
"Second brother, be serious and speak less," Yan Huailin chided his twin brother.
Yan Huaijing was about to speak again, but from the sickbed, Old Master Yan's gaze swept towards him: "Second and third, you're back too."
Several elders entered, with the younger generation remaining outside to wait.
Lu Fengxuan originally also wanted to wait outside, but Old Master Yan called her in to accompany him. As a junior, she didn't feel it was her place to speak, so she just sat on the sofa, peeling an apple while listening to the elders converse.
