Shen Yixiang said she needed to go back and clean the house first and also look for some grapefruit leaves.
When asked what she wanted the leaves for, she said that boiling them for bathwater could ward off bad luck.
Shen Yiguang and Yang PeiMin just let her have her way; such beliefs were common back in their hometown. Regardless, it was still a bath, wasn't it? Upon hearing this, Yang PeiMin had an idea.
Shen Yiguang, however, knew her like the back of his hand and gave her a knowing smile, "You can't take a bath just yet. But, I've had Yixiang light the stove already. When we get back, you can wipe down on the heated brick bed and get a good sleep. The hospital here is too cold, and you haven't had a proper rest these days, have you?"
Yang PeiMin nodded, indeed, she had not slept well, always feeling cold as if she had never experienced such a frigid winter before.
