Buhui only came early to meet with Song Ci initially. Although he inquired about her diet and sleep, he did not take her pulse and merely scheduled to do so early tomorrow morning.
Song Ci was indifferent; after all, her body was as such. If she could nurture it to live a few more years, it would be her gain. If not, and she had to leave, she only requested one thing— that the departure not be too painful.
As for the original old lady, she couldn't fully blame herself, after all, it was this body that was uncooperative.
Song Zhiyuan and his brother accompanied Master Buhui back to the guest courtyard. On the way, Song Zhiyuan couldn't resist asking, "Master, do you just watch like this with regard to our mother's health?"
