"Really?"
Seventh Uncle Feng Tianhong was somewhat incredulous. For twenty-eight years since his birth, he had truly lost hope in his own body. Although he came from a family of medicine, he had no solutions for his own health.
He couldn't do hard labor, only some light tasks. Thanks to being born in Fengtian Mansion, he didn't know how long he would have been dead if he were from an ordinary family.
Ji Ruyan nodded, "Ruyan has never lied to Seventh Uncle, don't you believe in Ruyan?"
"How could that be? Uncle believes you."
Seventh Uncle Feng Tianhong nodded towards her.
Feng Ruxue smiled knowingly, "Sister, now Yi He and Yi Ning are gradually sleeping less, but their spirits are up. Seventh Uncle even said he wants to make two cradles for them!"
"Seventh Uncle, your body isn't fully recovered yet. It's okay to do these things later."
