Lin Xiuyuan glanced at her sideways and smiled, "He probably thought the wooden board he was lying on was a coffin plank."
"Exactly, he sure has a vivid imagination," Zhao Shuzhen's eyes were brimming with laughter.
"But to think that our second brother, with his simple and honest nature, could actually have such a daughter like Tangtang, it's really..."
Her thoughts drifted to the potion her granddaughter had mentioned, and her gaze suddenly deepened.
"Xiuyuan, do you think you could use Tangtang's potion?"
Zhao Shuzhen was considering asking Tangtang for some of that potion.
Xiuyuan had always had a weak constitution, and despite her nurturing him with great care for decades, he was still thin and frail, frequently falling ill.
Ever since their marriage, she had been constantly worried about his health.
If her granddaughter's potion really was beneficial for Xiuyuan's health, it would be a tremendous blessing for the Lin Family.