As Qin Xue prepared to take the old woman's pulse by placing her hand on the woman's wrist, the old lady's eyes suddenly opened. Her eyes lit up at the sight of Qin Xue, a beautiful girl she had not seen before in her home. She wondered, "Did Da Lang bring her home?"
"Da Lang," the old lady called out.
"Mum, I'm here," Da Lang quickly responded to his mother's call.
"Did you bring this young lady home?" Da Lang's mother asked him.
"Yes, Mum, I brought this lady home to treat you," Da Lang said, understanding his mother's implication and quickly explaining. He hoped to avoid any embarrassments that might arise.
"Only to treat me? I thought..." Da Lang's mother's spirit seemed to dampen upon hearing this. She thought to herself, with their family's situation, what young lady would even take a second look at Da Lang? She wondered if she would ever live to see him getting married and having children, blaming herself for being a burden to her child.