Seeing that the old lady was not doing well, they were still not in a hurry to show their concern.
A favored concubine muttered, "The old lady is upset again, and is having a headache, isn't she?"
"Mother, you are suffering from a headache again?" Lin Xingyi asked anxiously.
Madam Lin stomped her feet in frustration, twisting her handkerchief, but she had no choice but to support the old lady.
"Mother, if you are not feeling well, don't come out, please go back to your room."
"Chunsheng, go quickly and summon a doctor," Madam Lin ordered.
"Ah! There's no need to call for a doctor," the old lady said weakly, "My ailment isn't something a doctor can cure, I need to do good deeds and accumulate virtue."
Do good deeds and accumulate virtue?
The crowd looked around, puzzled as to what the old lady was getting at this time.