The woman sat quietly for a while. She put the Yarrow in a black brocade bag and slowly said to the person at the door,"... did it work? Keven is in the hospital?"
"Yes, Ma'am,"the middle-aged woman at the door answered with a bow.
"Yes, prepare to be released for medical treatment."The woman stood up with the brocade bag and walked out from the low paper door with her back bent.
She was not tall, but she was not short either. She was of medium build, and her exquisite Chinese ancient clothing was dazzling under the light. It was a stark contrast to her jade carving-like temperament and appearance.
She slowly walked to a mirror that was as tall as a person. She looked at herself and said with a smile, "This outfit looks good, but it's too cumbersome to wear."
