Ningwan dressed appropriately and went to the main hall to see Old Sir Xie.
Old Sir Xie, in his old age, had a head full of silver hair, but his spirit was quite good.
His skin was ruddy, his eyes sparkled, and his posture was perfectly straight.
Perhaps because he had a young grandson to care for, bearing immense responsibility, Old Sir Xie couldn't afford to be in poor spirits.
Seeing Ningwan arrive, Old Sir Xie promptly instructed the servant to serve tea.
"Divine Doctor Bai Zhi, thank you for your hard work yesterday."
"Old Sir Xie, you're too kind; it's my duty," Ningwan replied.
Old Sir Xie sighed, "Back then, I saved your mentor not expecting her to repay me. A moment of kindness that day resulted in you and your mentor toiling for over a dozen years; it's I who should be grateful."
