Morning arrived, and the warm sunlight poured in through the window, suddenly brightening the room.
Lin Qinghan leaned against the bed, her face somewhat pale. At this moment, a maid brought a bowl of medicine, saying: "Old Madam, it's time for your medicine."
Lin Qinghan propped herself up and finished the medicine in the bowl. Just then, footsteps sounded outside. Upon hearing this, a trace of coldness crossed Lin Qinghan's lips, but she lay back and closed her eyes.
A woman about thirty, leading a half-grown child by the hand, entered the room. The woman was Lin Qinghan's eldest daughter-in-law, sharing the same surname Lin, and was commonly known as Lady Xiao Lin.
Lady Xiao Lin paid her respects to Lin Qinghan and said: "Mother, are you feeling any better?"
