"Yes, he will be able to stand up in half a month," Feng Jiu confirmed with a nod.
"Thank you, Madam, thank you!" the Old Patriarch expressed his gratitude repeatedly, his voice filled with emotion.
Pan Hong, too, couldn't conceal his excitement upon hearing that he would be able to stand in such a short time. His wife, who stood nearby, wiped away tears of relief and bowed gratefully to Feng Jiu. "Thank you, Madam!"
"Madam, please join us in the front courtyard for dinner!" Pan Ning gestured an invitation and said, "My father has not yet returned from the palace. When he comes back, we will come and pay our respects to you."
"It's fine," Feng Jiu replied, waving a dismissive hand to indicate he needn't trouble himself, and then walked towards the front courtyard accompanied by Pan Ning.
