Park Jindo will remember this favor.
Early in the morning, Zhuang Xiyue came over, greeting her warmly, "Last night really scared me to death. If anything happened to you, I would never forgive myself, but luckily it was a false alarm." Zhuang Xiyue looked quite shaken.
"Sorry for scaring Aunt Zhuang." Yun Ya smiled.
Zhuang Xiyue didn't ask much, holding Yun Ya's hand and said, "You must be starving. I got up early to personally make some nourishing soup for you. Sit still, I'll feed you."
Yun Ya:...
"Aunt Zhuang, let me do it myself." Looking at the spoon handed to her mouth, Yun Ya said helplessly.
"You rest, just open your mouth. I've noticed you've lost quite a bit of weight since you first got here, and it really pains me."
Yun Ya was somewhat overwhelmed by Zhuang Xiyue's thorough care and enthusiasm.
But she was very grateful. Zhuang Xiyue didn't ask too much, so the prepared explanations were swallowed back down.
