Song Xian instructed the housekeeper to summon the doctor, and bent down to lift Old Mrs. Song onto the soft couch.
At this moment, Old Mrs. Song was already awake and waved her hand: "No need, it's an old ailment. I only had my pulse checked yesterday, calling the doctor won't result in a new prescription."
Old Mrs. Song knew something had gone wrong at home, and always wanted to call Song Xian back for a talk. Only when she felt a bit better, she didn't expect to be like this now, making it impossible for Song Xian to accompany her to the garden.
After steadying herself, Old Mrs. Song felt somewhat better and allowed Song Xian to help her up.
Song Xian felt his grandmother had become even thinner.
The housekeeper whispered: "Lately, the old lady has not had much appetite; you, sir, should persuade her to eat more."
Old Mrs. Song gave the housekeeper a reproachful glance.
The housekeeper lowered her eyes, not daring to say more.
