In the broad daylight, Gu Ning called for water and soaked in the bathtub, taking a cold bath.
The water was very cold, and the weather wasn't too hot either. Taking a cold bath was inappropriate and harmful to health, yet Gu Ning soaked for a very, very long time without any expression on his face.
The servant waiting outside was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He murmured, "Soaking in a cold bath for so long, can the master's body handle it? If he falls ill, and the old madam finds out, I'm afraid she'll have words for me again."
"Should I go in and persuade him?"
The servant was in a dilemma, unable to make up his mind, pacing back and forth in front of the bathroom door.
To be honest, he wanted to go in and persuade him. He was also worried about the master's health. But remembering the master's face turning suddenly dark after he tried to persuade earlier, he felt afraid.
Moreover, he felt that the master was really not himself today.
