"It's nothing." Lu Wanwan's comfort lacked emotion.
Some lingering kiss marks from tumbling in bed were occasionally present.
It's just that, under the circumstances of her being ill, they looked particularly dreadful.
"Ah, when the young master returns, I must speak to the master and madam about him," Auntie Li prepared her medicine, and had a servant apply a compress to her forehead.
Afterward, looking at Dr. Zhou standing nearby, "Maybe, Dr. Zhou, you shouldn't leave yet. If you have time, perhaps wait a bit longer, I'm worried there might be other needs. The young madam's fever... I don't know if it will subside today."
Dr. Zhou responded politely, "Okay, I don't have anything today. I'll step outside and make a call to the medical hall to give them some instructions."
Auntie Li nodded.
After Dr. Zhou left, the call was made to Song Ning.
"How is it?"
Dr. Zhou spoke heavily, "Not too good, but not too bad."
"Speak plainly."
