The First Master had already stood up, walking back and forth in the main hall with his hands behind his back.
Xiqiu also became nervous; she didn't wish for the Lady to die. By keeping her position as the First Master's official wife, the Tong Mansion could remain peaceful for a while. If she passed away and the First Master remarried, what would become of her seventh brother and the concubine?
Yesterday, she checked the Lady's pulse. It was weak but still continuous.
Madam Jiang came out of the room, glanced at the First Master, and said, "Father, please rest for a while. Mr. Hu is performing acupuncture on Mother." She paused, wiped tears from her eyes, and said, "Whether she wakes up depends on whether Mother wants to wake up."
Hearing this, Xiqiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief; the Lady was unlikely to give up on life due to world-weariness.
The First Master also relaxed somewhat, nodding in agreement, "You've worked hard. You should rest as well."
