"Qing Zhu, you rest first. I am going home to cook some soup and bring some food here. Ziyu wanted to see my home, so I'll take her with me. I locked the front door, otherwise, I'd be worried about you resting with the door open. It's also inconvenient for you to get up to open the door for me later. Is that okay with you?" Qin Xue asked Qing Zhu. If Qing Zhu wanted to lock the door herself, that would be fine, but Qin Xue was afraid it would interrupt her rest.
"Qin Xue, I'm fine here, whatever is convenient for you. Besides, it's inconvenient for me to move around with my leg like this, isn't it? Just lock the door. It actually saves me the trouble," Qing Zhu said. Thinking about her current situation with only one good leg, moving would require hopping around. Therefore, having Qin Xue lock the door was fine by her.