"I know." Li Yihan didn't say go back, nor did he say he couldn't go back, so he just hung up.
Zhang's mother was so anxious that she looked at Li Yusha who was unconscious on the bed and took her temperature again. It was already 39 degrees Celsius.
She opened the door and directly called Aunt Lan at the door, "Miss Yusha has a fever. Go and get some fever-reducing patches, and ask the kitchen to make some of Miss Yusha's favorite foods and bring them to her."
"Are you ordering me?"
"What?" Zhang Ma said in a condescending manner, "Miss Yusha is so ill. As a servant, don't you have to serve the sick master?"
"Then why don't you go?"
"I want to stay and take care of Miss Yusha!"
"..." Aunt Lan stood there and smiled coldly, "Miss Yusha hasn't apologized to Miss Ouyan today."
"What did you say?"
"The eldest young master said that until Miss Yusha has no regrets, there is no need to eat tonight. If you want to get the fever-reducing patch, go and get it yourself. My duty is to stay here."
"Minglan, I gave you face, didn't I?" Zhang Ma suddenly became furious, "Who are you in front of me?"
"I'm just a servant who does my duty." Aunt Lan raised her eyes, neither humble nor arrogant, and emphasized, "You too."
"You..." Zhang Ma was so angry, "Just wait for me!"
When she went out, she bumped Aunt Lan's shoulder hard. Aunt Lan was not polite and tripped her with her foot.
Zhang Ma almost fell down, "When Miss Yusha wakes up, I will truthfully tell her what happened today!"
"It's like you don't have a lady to support you!" Aunt Lan was not afraid of her at all. Instead, she snorted, turned around and continued to guard the door.
Zhang Ma's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she could bear it for the time being.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhang Ma heard footsteps coming from outside, and then she put the fever-reducing patch on Li Yusha's forehead.
Hearing the knock on the door, Zhang's mother cried and ran to open it, "Young master, you are finally back! Miss Yusha has been applying anti-fever patch for a long time, but it still hasn't cooled down. I'm really anxious! She even took a mouthful before she passed out.
I'm sorry, I kept saying that I was wrong..."
Li Yihan looked at the unconscious girl on the bed. Her face was like a ripe apple, and she didn't look like she was pretending.
"Have you called the doctor?" Li Yihan asked.
Zhang's mother cried and said, "Sister Lan refused to even give me a fever-reducing patch and made things difficult for me. In the end, I went down to get it myself... Not to mention calling a doctor, it would be great to have this fever-reducing patch!"
Minglan, who was standing at the door, heard Zhang Ma confusing right and wrong again, and was about to speak out to refute.
Zhang's mother cried even harder, "Miss Yusha is so sick that no doctor can see her. She has been hungry since noon and hasn't had a bite to eat. Ever since she was a child, she has never suffered like this! She has always said that she
I made a mistake. I wanted to wait for you to come back and apologize to you and Miss Ouyan in person...but she didn't last until this time..."
Before Li Yihan could say anything, Zhang Ma knelt down with a plop.
"Young Master, I beg you, for the sake of our long-standing brother-sister relationship, please allow the doctor to treat Miss Yusha? I am really afraid that her life is in danger... She has been suffering from a fever for a long, long time!
Please ask the kitchen to make her a hot porridge to eat? Please..."
Li Yihan saw her in her fifties, but she was still kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and bursting into tears...
Looking at the girl on the bed again, I remembered that many years ago, when she had a fever, the whole family gathered around her to inquire after her...