Chapter 515: Chapter 514: Invitation from the Noble Lord_1
Lin Qingluo nodded sadly, “Just like Lady Feng’s condition, pulmonary fibrosis, it’s difficult to cure without surgery.”

“Is it possible to perform surgery?”

Mo Canglan glanced at the Old Master who was napping, his voice extremely low.

“No.”

Lin Qingluo sadly shook her head, “Grandpa is too old, he can’t undergo surgery, I’m afraid he won’t be able to wake up from a deep anesthesia.”

“Is the fibrosis very severe?”

Mo Canglan’s breath hitched, worrying for the Old Master.

“Yes.”

Lin Qingluo sighed in her heart, “The only way to completely cure it is to have a lung transplant.”

“Shh.”

Mo Canglan took a deep breath.

There was a moment of silence in the room, Lin Qingluo remained silent, considering the best treatment plan.

Mo Canglan held a small notebook and recorded every word his master said without missing anything.

Lin Qingluo gave the Old Master a Soul-Calming and Heart-Protecting Pill, watched him fall asleep, and then left the room pulling back the curtain.

“How is the Old Master’s illness?”

The Duke and Duchess of Zhen were full of concern.

“It’s difficult to treat.”

Lin Qingluo didn’t hide the truth, and said honestly, “Your granddaughter has decided, I’ll stay in the Duke of Zhen’s residence and not leave, to treat grandpa’s illness.”

“Good child, we’re sorry to trouble you.”

The Duchess of Zhen’s eyes instantly turned red, hugging her precious granddaughter, her heart aching with love.

“Do you want to stay in the Capital City?”

The Duke of Zhen was also worried, concerned about his granddaughter’s safety.

“Yes, I’ll stay.”

Lin Qingluo looked up at her dearest relatives, her eyes determined, with a firmness she had never had before.

“Some people, some things, I always have to face, I can’t hide for a lifetime.”

“Good, Grandpa supports you.”

The Duke of Zhen suddenly revealed a cold glint in his eyes, as if he had become a completely different person, exuding an icy murderous aura from head to toe.

“No matter who it is, if they dare harm you again, Grandpa will never forgive them. If that person is the sky, Grandpa will still stab a hole in the sky.”

“Grandma won’t let her go either.”

The Duchess of Zhen was also filled with righteous indignation, tears in her eyes, “Whoever dares to bully my precious granddaughter, I will fight them tooth and nail, Grandma will bite off a piece of their flesh.”

“Grandpa, Grandma, thank you.”

Lin Qingluo’s eyes sparkled with gratitude, as she opened her arms and hugged the two old people.

“Silly child, no need to thank your Grandpa and Grandma.”

The Duke and Duchess of Zhen both hugged their precious granddaughter tightly, their hearts softening like water.

**

That night.

Lin Qingluo delivered dinner to her two brothers and returned from the ancestral hall. Before she could catch her breath, she saw a pigeon flying from the direction of the Imperial Palace, landing on the window sill with a flutter of its wings.

“A pigeon from the Noble Lord.”

Little Kingfisher stood on the windowsill, elegantly grooming its feathers, its shiny black eyes curiously staring at the bamboo tube tied to the pigeon’s right leg.

“The moment I returned, he has already sent a letter. He’s not even giving me time to catch my breath.”

Lin Qingluo sighed sadly, taking out the note from the bamboo tube, quickly skimmed through it, and then a small flame in her palm turned it to ashes.

“What did he say?”

Little Kingfisher’s gossipy heart was itching.

Lin Qingluo’s eyes dimmed, “He asked me to come to the palace, saying he has something to tell me about Xuan’er’s supernatural abilities.”

“Are we going there tonight?”

Little Kingfisher’s spirit immediately perked up, its eyes gleaming mischievously.

“Yes.”

Lin Qingluo glanced at it amusedly.

“Master, I’ll go to the Imperial Palace to scout the way for you.”

Little Kingfisher couldn’t bear to stay idle any longer, as it sensed some fun to be had. Flapping its little wings, it immediately flew far away.

Lin Qingluo smiled, her brow flashing with a golden light, and looked at the pigeon, “You can go back too, tell the Noble Lord that I’ll be there in a bit.”