Old Lady An and Kong Shi were shocked when they heard the commotion and hurriedly ran out of the room. Upon seeing An Zhihang and An Zhiyan playfully tussling, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"People your age, what are you causing such a ruckus for? Both of you are injured, don't tear your wounds open!" Old Lady An helplessly shook her head. Although she verbally intervened, there wasn't a hint of real concern.
An Zhihang and An Zhiyan, the brothers, had been close since they were kids. Even when they fought fiercely, they were always mindful of each other, making sure never to hurt one another. Seeing them so lively and energetic now brought joy to Old Lady An and Kong Shi—it was certainly better than being sickly and bedridden!
The more she thought about it, the more her confidence soared. Suddenly, she was convinced that her food therapy must have worked!
