Gu Qianru has long since figured it out; at her age, she doesn't want to think about certain things anymore. Although her sons are not biologically hers, they get along without any sense of discord.
And the daughters-in-law get along very well with her as their stepmother, more like friends than mother-in-law and daughters-in-law, chatting comfortably.
Not to mention her biological nephew Lu Yichen is here. She believes her later years will not be lonely, so she never worries about the future.
The mother and daughter chatted for a while, then Luo Qiao said, "I'll hurry to make some stomach nourishing medicine these days, and we'll go together on Sunday."
"Okay, it's a deal. Come over on Sunday, and I'll make something delicious for you."
After hanging up the phone, Luo Qiao's face was full of smiles.
The young nurse who came in to deliver the medical records asked with a smile, "Director Luo, what good news has you smiling so happily?"
