Lin Tang didn't stand on ceremony and said, "Alright, I'll make a list. You can start by helping me collect the herbs on it."
Influenced by the calmness on her face, Song Yi suppressed the excitement in his heart, and nodded earnestly.
"Good, rest assured."
After the agreement, Lin Tang took out paper and pen and hunched over the table in the courtyard, meticulously writing down the list of medicinal ingredients.
Mrs. Yang watched her and glared at Xiao Heping without good humor.
She lowered her voice, still without good humor, "Look at you, no matter what happens, there's always a solution."
"If you'd told me about it earlier, you would have been well by now, wouldn't you?"
"Even if your father is gone, you still have your mother, don't you? Is there anything that can't be talked about?
You're my son for a day, and for a lifetime.
A mother doesn't mind worrying for her son for a lifetime, so don't keep things to yourself if something happens in the future.