Fang Youlan's recovery was going well; she could now slowly shuffle around the house with the aid of crutches.
However, her left hand was still not very functional, and some of her words were not very clear when she spoke.
Lu Guangqi was already quite satisfied with her recovery to this point. Originally, the old lady had given up on herself, totally uncooperative with the treatments, spending her days just lying in bed eating and using the restroom.
"Old lady, go take a nap! I've already finished preparing the food for tonight's dinner with Meirou and the others; I've also called Wanjun and Qingqing..."
"You go back to the room for a nap! Shuhui will keep me company for a chat," Fang Youlan knew there were some things she could discuss privately with her daughter that she didn't want the old man to know, otherwise, that stubborn mule might start finding faults with her again.
