In the study, Tang Mei sat upright on the sofa,
the two boxes of wild ginseng that Li Zishen had sent were placed not far from the tea set by her hand.
Thud, thud, thud, three knocks on the door.
"Madam, Mr. Li is here."
Uncle Quan's deep voice reported from outside the door.
"Come in."
After receiving permission, Uncle Quan gently opened the door to the study, respectfully signaling Li Zishen could enter, then stayed outside.
"Grandma, I am interrupting."
"Sit."
After Li Zishen sat down, Tang Mei first took a sip of tea, then looked at the wild ginseng.
"Mr. Li has gone to great expense."
Such large wild ginseng was already very rare, yet Li Zishen had sent two at once.
"It's nothing, just a token of my heart."
More than a month had passed since his last visit to the hospital to see Tang Mei, and upon seeing her again this time, Li Zishen was still full of doubts.
His profound gaze and laughter always gave him a feeling of oppressive control over everything.
