The old woman frowned, yet she did not refute the claim. Though the words were harsh, they were indeed the truth. Her daughter-in-law had been gravely ill; she had invited a physician to see her, only for the man to shake his head and advise against wasting any more silver. But Xiaobao was only five—how pitiful would it be for him to lose his mother at such a tender age? For the sake of her grandson, the old woman had kept her noodle stall running while scouring the region for any medical help she could find. A disease that had stumped so many physicians had actually been cured by Luo Xueyao! The old woman’s eyes welled with tears of gratitude, and she could not help but kneel in the direction of the military camp, bowing repeatedly. "Many thanks, Miss Luo, for saving my daughter-in-law! Many thanks, Miss Luo!"
Wang Cuihua and her husband were standing in the crowd as well. Her husband had returned home only an hour ago, and the two had been embracing and pouring out their hearts to one another when they heard that the insurgent army was giving out roast duck. Half-doubting, they had come to see for themselves. Seeing the old woman kneeling, Wang Cuihua instantly understood everything; she pulled her husband down to his knees with her. "Husband, we must thank Miss Luo too! If not for her saving me, you and I might never have seen each other again!"
Wang Cuihua’s husband hurriedly followed suit, bowing low. "Many thanks, divine Miss, for your life-saving grace! Many thanks, …
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