"Grandma Luo, rest assured, the child and I are both fine," Yang Mengchen said softly, holding back her tears. "Grandma Luo, please focus on recuperating. The baby is still waiting to call you great-grandmother. When the baby grows up and becomes sensible, they will take good care of you. Someday, when getting married, they will still kowtow to you..."
As she spoke, she took Old Lady Luo's pulse. Moved by her own words, everyone in the room couldn't help but turn away; tears silently slid down their faces.
Lady Luo and her daughter-in-law joined in to persuade her.
Seeing that Yang Mengchen indeed looked well, Old Lady Luo finally felt at ease and slowly closed her eyes to rest again.
After instructing the maids and old women to take good care of Old Lady Luo, everyone gradually left the room.