At last, Luo Linhao’s eyes could finally have the gauze removed.
It had been a month, and that month was long and torturous. Yang Chuxia was worried, Mu Shaoling was worried too, they were both concerned that his eyes might not heal.
Now, the veil could finally be lifted.
Early in the morning, Yang Chuxia went to the West Crossing Courtyard with her maids. Similarly, Yang Dachuan, Ms. Wang, and others also went along.
Old Yang had mostly recovered from his injury over the past month but still couldn’t walk too much without becoming out of breath, so someone brought a wheelchair to push him. The whole family headed to the West Crossing Courtyard in a grand procession.
Luo Linhao was naturally moved to see so many people concerned about him, but he also felt a bit of fear and anxiety, wondering what he would do if his eyes hadn’t healed.
But what he didn’t know was that Mu Shaoling was even more nervous than him.
Yang Chuxia was surprised to find that Mu Shaoling’s hands were trembling while he ate his porridge, which was the first time she had ever seen him .
"Cousin-in-law, have you eaten?"
"Of course, I’ve eaten. That’s why I came over."
Luo Linhao simply nodded in response. Then he asked, "I heard that your family has hired a sugar-making artisan? They say he’s already making progress."
Yang Chuxia glanced at him, thinking that he must be trying to relieve the pressure in his heart by talking to her.
So naturally, she would play along and nodded, "Yes, he brought some over yesterday. I thought the color was too yellow, so I told him to see if he could make brown sugar. I think making brown sugar out of it should be better than the brown sugar made from dates."
"Yeah, Brother, that Master Tang even made sugar figures for us with his sugar, they’re so pretty." Luo Linyu had also arrived.
Yang Xiayun also joined in the conversation with Luo Linhao, blinking her eyes, "Let me tell you, it’s not just sugar figures. Master Tang is really skilled; he can even make rabbits. He gave Linyu and me a box each of animal sugar shapes, so beautiful. Dongxue saw them and wanted some too, so I gave her half of mine."
However, upon hearing this, Luo Linhao deliberately teased, "Auntie, what kind of lousy artisan have you hired? He’s stolen my little wife’s attention. Look how much she adores Master Tang. It’s really pathetic that a box of sugar has made her look up to him."
Hearing him speak about Yang Xiayun, Ms. Wang was somewhat helpless. The boy had been talking quite often over the years. Luckily, Yunyun was still young and the child wasn’t much older; if she were two years older, what would they do then?
Yang Chuxia rolled her eyes, annoyed, "Just drop it. If you can, create something more interesting than a box of animal sugar shapes."
"Hmph, you all just wait until I can leave the courtyard. Once I get this gauze off, I’ll create something that’ll astonish all of you. A box of sugar is nothing special; a bunch of unambitious people. I can even make sugar shapes out of gold," Luo Linhao retorted, then shouted, "Brother Shaoling, hurry up and remove this gauze."
"And here I thought you wanted to brag for a bit longer. I was waiting for you to finish," Mu Shaoling responded.
Clearly, Mu Shaoling was already prepared.
Hearing this, Luo Linhao hurriedly followed Mu Shaoling inside.
Yang Chuxia thought about it and followed them in as well, whereas Yang Dachuan and the others stayed outside.
Then they saw Mu Shaoling wash his hands again and soak them in medicinal water before starting to unwrap the gauze, loop by loop.
Yang Chuxia watched from the side, her heartbeat accelerating with each loop of gauze that was removed. She also noticed that Luo Linhao’s hands, which were resting on his thighs, were clenched very tightly. However, at this moment, Mu Shaoling had calmed down and focused.
Finally, the last loop of gauze was completely unwrapped, but Luo Linhao kept his eyes tightly shut.