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"Ah!?" Upon hearing those words, Qing Luan fell silent.
Later, with Doctor Yun's explanation, she finally understood the meaning behind them. The Lin couple was very affectionate, yet Lady Lin had always struggled to conceive. In her youth, her mother-in-law had done everything to suppress her, and Master Lin had steadfastly refused to take a concubine. As they reached middle age, they had given up all hope. However, the strange thing was that without any expectations, Lady Lin unexpectedly became pregnant and even gave birth to a son, which brought them immense joy.
The child was clever but a bit mischievous, which was why he had fallen into the water and scared the Lin couple half to death.
After chatting with Doctor Yun for a while, Qin'er brought over some medicine. Once she finished drinking it without wiping her mouth, the Lin couple arrived with bags of gifts to express their gratitude.
"Please don't do this," seeing them wanting to kneel in thanks, Qing Luan helplessly supported them along with Qin'er and said deliberately, "Sir, Madam, I am also happy to have saved your son. You have already sent gifts as thanks, so there's no need to kneel; it would embarrass me. My health isn't great, and having just taken medicine, if you make me bow like this, I might fall ill again, which wouldn't be good!"
Upon hearing this, the Lin couple refrained from kneeling but expressed their gratitude fervently.
"Miss, after chatting for so long, we still don't know your surname or your name," Master Lin said politely and logically, not looking down on them because of their previous embarrassment.
"My surname is Zhu, and my name is Qing Luan," she replied. Since the Fourth Miss of the Chen Family had passed away, she adopted the Zhu family name. "This is my maid, Qin'er," she said while gently touching Tide, who was sleeping on the bed. "She is my sister; her name is Tide."
"Miss Zhu, do you have a place to stay?" Seeing how small they were and how sickly they looked made him worry.
"We..." Qing Luan was unsure how to respond when Master Lin interrupted her.
"Alright, regardless of whether you have a place or not, you must stay at my house for a few days," he said kindly, wanting to avoid adding to their troubles. He laughed heartily and continued, "We would feel guilty if we didn't repay this life-saving favor!"
"Master Lin," Qing Luan appreciated his kindness but didn't want to dwell on this life-saving debt; it would only make her feel embarrassed.
"Forget about calling me 'Sir' or 'Madam.' From now on, you can call me Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin. And we won't call you 'Miss Zhu' anymore; we'll just call you Qing Luan. This way, it feels more friendly!" Master Lin said boldly, without a hint of formality, which piqued Qing Luan's curiosity, and she nodded in agreement.
After taking the medicine and feeling better, under Master Lin's arrangement, they arrived at the Lin Residence.
Once they understood the situation, they learned that this Master Lin was originally from an official family. After his ancestors retired from public life, he had no desire to pursue a government position, fearing the intrigues and backstabbing. Instead, he started a small business to make a living. Unexpectedly, due to his honesty and generosity, he built a successful enterprise and gained some local fame and respect.
Qing Luan initially didn't have any serious illness; after taking the medicine and resting for a few days, she recovered quickly. However, during these days, her mood was heavy. Every night, Tide would cry for her grandmother, which made both her and Qin'er feel a pang of sadness. They could only comfort her by saying that her grandmother wouldn't want to see her cry and would feel heartbroken.
"Look how beautiful it is here!" Taking Tide out to play was meant to cheer her up, so Qing Luan and Qin'er strolled slowly through the Lin Residence with her.
"Yes!" The novelty of the surroundings captured Tide's attention. Her rosy little face shone with excitement, which eased Qing Luan's worries a bit.
"I don't want it! I don't want it!" A petulant voice drew Qing Luan and the others' attention...
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