Several days quickly passed inside the Dragon Beast City, and during these few days, the old healer had almost completely moved himself into Su Qinglan's life.
Every morning, the old man would appear at her wooden house with his medicine bag hanging on his shoulder while loudly shouting from outside before even entering.
"Girl! Did you eat properly today?"
Or sometimes...
"Did those useless husbands of yours make you angry again?"
At first Su Qinglan did not know whether to laugh or cry, but slowly she became used to his loud and overbearing personality.
Even though the old healer was grumpy and loved scolding people every few sentences, Su Qinglan could clearly feel that the old man truly cared about her from the bottom of his heart.
It was the kind of affection an elder held toward his own child.
And perhaps because he had been alone for so long, now that he suddenly gained a granddaughter, he treated Su Qinglan like a treasure every single day.
