The old woman wore a crimson Tang suit. Although she was in her eighties, her spirit was still bright and her bearing was elegant. Her silver hair radiated an aura of authority.,The little divine physician saved half the people and refused to save the rest, demanding that his grandson, Arvan, be married in return for continuing treatment.,"Well, well!" The old woman held her grandson's hand. "I'm so forgetful. I forgot to tell you. I found a wife for you, the one who cured your father - Gu Qingqing."。