Chi Shuyan went upstairs to send food to Aunt Miao's room. Aunt Miao was indeed still awake, and she opened the door. Even in the room, she always had the little guy with her.
Chi Shuyan gave Aunt Miao the food and had her eat something to fill her stomach.
Because Chi Shuyan had helped the little guy out once before, and she had always been very friendly, Aunt Miao relaxed her guard and invited Chi Shuyan in with a very amiable face.
It was just that she wasn't in good health. She coughed from time to time, sometimes bad enough that it sounded like she was going to retch. Chi Shuyan's eyes were filled with worry.
As if seeing the worry in her eyes, Aunt Miao smiled sincerely and said, "Don't worry, it's strange that I've been able to live until now. For the time being… cough cough, I won't die. I don't want to die either. I still have my son!"