Li Yuzhu closed the lid of the rattan box, patted her sleeves, and stood up, "Coming."
She opened the door and went outside.
Chun'er hummed lightly, saying, "It's someone from the Sang family, Mrs. Sang is ill, and she's asking for you to see her. Fortunately, you're not going back until tomorrow. If it were today, Mrs. Sang would have had to suffer through her illness."
After speaking, she chuckled.
Li Yuzhu said, "Oh? Isn't Mrs. Sang usually in good health? How did she fall ill?"
Apart from a bout of insomnia a few days ago.
However, I hadn't heard of her buying any more medicine, so she must have recovered?
Chun'er closed the door for her and said with a smile, "Mrs. Sang always prides herself and won't admit she's ill. She won't call a doctor unless absolutely necessary and wouldn't show weakness in front of our madam. But now that she's come to you, and even let the madam know she's ill, it must be because the doctors outside can't treat her and she's seriously ill."
