Mrs. Guan was kneeling in the Xie family ancestral hall, praying for Xie Yunzhen.
As long as Ji Mingzhu was unharmed, kneeling before her ancestors was nothing to Mrs. Guan.
Although Xie Yunzhen had no blood relation to her, once a woman was married, her husband's family was her family, and that made him her nephew.
Now that his fate was uncertain, being able to pray for her nephew brought Mrs. Guan peace of mind.
After all, she was unskilled in medicine and couldn't be of help.
So she could only seek some spiritual consolation.
The sound of footsteps on the wooden floorboards made Mrs. Guan think it was a maid bringing in food.
Without turning around, she routinely asked, "Is there any news? Has Ah Zhen woken up?"
"Thank you for your concern, Auntie."
The speaker's voice was hoarse and weary. Mrs. Guan turned to see Xie Yunzhen.
After a severe illness, he appeared much thinner and somewhat disheveled, far from the awe-inspiring General of Constant Victory.
