Qin Changlin, carrying a freshly prepared teapot, came in and asked Gu Youyou, "The old lady has been hurrying on the road, and I saw she was sweating profusely, with her lips so dry they were peeling. I just made some tea to quench her thirst. Sister Youyou, do you think we should let the old lady come in to rest and have some tea first?"
What is this old lady aimlessly wandering around for? Why does she need to open and look into each room? She said she came to see her granddaughter, but isn’t Sister Youyou sitting right here?
Gu Youyou said indifferently, "Let her look if she wants to." Glancing at the tea, she added, "Whether she drinks it or not is up to her. She’s the one who’s thirsty, not me."
Qin Changlin: "..." This granddaughter and grandmother are really something.
In the end, Gu Youyou said, "Just bring a pot of boiled water instead."
Qin Changlin didn’t think it was a good idea to give the old lady just boiled water, sensing she would surely make a fuss, but he didn’t say anything.
He had always followed Gu Youyou’s instructions, and now Jisheng Hall was running better than before. At first, no one accepted Gu Youyou’s strange ideas, but once they truly understood them, everyone felt these methods were better. For instance, the concept of hospital treatment.
If it weren’t for Gu Youyou’s arrival at Jisheng Hall, with his half-baked skills, he would’ve likely lost the foundation his master left behind, possibly even had to close the place. How could it be as it was now!
Qin Changlin nodded and went outside to get the boiled water.
The attendant patiently played the role of guide alongside the Huang Family’s old lady, "This is Doctor Qin’s room."
"Open it, let me have a look," the Huang Family’s old lady demanded with raised eyebrows and without any politeness.
The attendant was somewhat speechless. What was an old woman doing entering a young man’s bedroom? But considering this was Gu Youyou’s grandmother, he still patiently endured.
"This room is Doctor Qin’s private quarters, and only he has the key. It can’t be opened."
Old lady Huang curled her lips and with a sarcastic tone continued to make disparaging remarks, shifting her attention to another target.
This room was secured with a large lock, obviously much more carefully than the others. Her wrinkled forehead twitched, and her eyes shone with a shrewd light as she scrutinized the room before her.
"And what is this room used for?"
"This is the operating room. Sister Youyou said that casual visitors cannot enter, afraid of... of germs," the attendant reasoned, trying to recall if that was indeed what Sister Youyou had said.
Old lady Huang didn’t understand, "What kind of thing?"
Actually, the attendant didn’t quite grasp it either; it was only that Qin Changlin had explained to them it was about fearing dirtiness and that soiling the room would be problematic.
So he explained truthfully, "Afraid that it’ll get the room dirty."
Such a statement was like poking a hornet’s nest, creating an explosion. The old lady was about to explode, and even Qin Changlin, watching from a distance, could tell.
Old lady Huang, her eyes bulging, instantly raised her voice, "What did you say? Afraid of making the room dirty? You think I, an old woman, am not clean?"
The attendant had never anticipated such an outcome, and feeling utterly wronged, he hurriedly tried to explain, "No no, old lady, that’s not what I meant. Nobody is allowed in this room, only Sister Youyou and Doctor Qin can go inside, we..."
Before the attendant could finish explaining, another blast like a blaring loudspeaker rendered everyone nearly deaf.
"She Gu Youyou dares to look down on others? Doesn’t she know she’s the dirtiest one of all?" Old lady Huang fumed, latching onto the attendant to shou loudly, "Ah, back when she was a child, she fell ill at seven, lay in bed waiting to be served. I took care of her for a decade, dealing with her excrement and urine, everything happened on that bed. I never once complained about her being dirty, and now she despises me?"