"Mom, there's no need to treat my eyes. Maybe they'll recover after a while," Tang Jun said optimistically.
"Yes, they might get better after some time."
Zhang Hualian chimed in, "We should visit Grandpa Miao's family to express our gratitude."
"Just in time, I've brought a lot of dried bamboo shoots this time, and I'll buy some more food to take with us." Zhang Hualian initially thought of giving money, but felt that might insult Mr. Miao's family. Having heard that Mr. Miao is an experienced traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, Zhang Hualian wondered if a herbal gift might be better.
Something like ginseng or lingzhi mushrooms.
"Mom, if you plan to go, I can help with the arrangements."
Tang Yue thought of Xu Qinglang; if they visit the village, they could take a helicopter, sparing themselves the tiring walk.
Having exchanged contact information before, it was now proving useful.
