The doctor came for his last visit, and he confidentially told Mrs. Li to prepare for the worst. Seeing the circumstances, it was feared that he might not last more than three or four months!
Mrs. Li was struck as if by a bolt from the blue, and it took her a long while to come to her senses.
But what was the use of grieving now that things had come to this stage? Thinking of her daughter who over these years had achieved nothing notable and was yet to be married off, once Sang Pingliang passed away, she would need to observe three years of mourning. By then she would be almost twenty—who would want to marry her?
