Old Man Han was feeling both aggrieved and furious outside the courtyard, while Old Madam Han was suffering just as much inside the house.
She had wanted to chat about family matters with the daughter she had not seen in years, have a good cry, then smoothly reveal her true purpose. But Han Chunmei was far more efficient than she was and went straight for the heart of the matter.
"Mother, I'm heading back to the capital in a little while. Give me your medical records and prescription so I can take a look. I'll find an expert to consult on your case and see whether you've been treated properly."
"..."
Old Madam Han froze, then hurriedly said, "I can't even read. How would I know anything about medical records or prescriptions?"
Naturally, Han Chunmei did not believe her. In ordinary households, documents and receipts were usually kept by the women, so even if Old Madam Han could not read, she would know where they were.
Han Chunmei smiled faintly. "Then have Chun Guang look carefully for them. I'll come see you another time when I'm free."
How could Old Madam Han accept that? She immediately grabbed Han Chunmei's hand. "Why are you in such a hurry? You haven't been back for eight years, and you're leaving before your butt's even warmed the seat? You can't be this heartless, Chunmei!"
Han Chunmei gently brushed off her old mother's hand and said calmly, "Mother, no matter how heartless I may be, I'm not as heartless as you were. A woman marries a chicken and follows the chicken; marries a dog and follows the dog. Back then, you made such a fuss with Kai Jian—did you know how difficult that made things for me, caught in the middle?
"My father kept saying