Su Wenyue returned to her room and checked the belongings; it seemed that Mrs. Yang really did come back in time, as the thief hadn't even managed to pry open a single box, let alone take anything away. The only mishap was Mrs. Yang's injury, and Su Wenyue saw that Han Yu was still frowning.
"Husband, don't worry, didn't the doctor say that Mother's injury is not serious? As long as she rests well, I have quite a few tonics here. I'll stew some for Mother later; she will certainly recover soon. Don't be too concerned."
Han Yu held Su Wenyue's warm and soft hand, "I'm not worried, Mother's injury will heal quickly. Those tonics are your dowry, all rare and valuable items. Keep them for yourself, there's no need to bring them out. I will go into the mountains and hunt more game to help Mother recover."