As a clever person, Gan Yuan could hardly miss the implications in his tone, her lips lifting slightly.
This man was truly loyal to Huangfu Jue.
She picked up the cup and continued to eat.
After breakfast, the doctor indeed arrived as promised, entering the living room with his medicine chest.
A few maids, like stars surrounding the moon, helped Gan Yuan to the sofa, removing shoes and rolling up pant legs... as if attending to a queen.
Gan Yuan couldn’t be bothered to pay them any mind, letting them fuss over her. She didn’t need to think twice to know these were definitely commands from Huangfu Jue. If she played along, everyone would have less trouble.
Thanks to Huangfu Jue’s meticulous care, Gan Yuan’s wounds also healed quickly. The cuts had already scabbed over, and the swelling had significantly subsided.
"Your recovery is going well," the doctor said with a smile as he discarded the old gauze and cotton. He carefully disinfected the wounds, applied new cotton and bandages, and bandaged her with precision, "Keep resting properly for the next couple of days and try not to strain the wound. You can get the stitches out in three days."
After leaving some medicines, the doctor took his leave. Gan Yuan lifted her foot to the ground and reached for her pant leg.
"I need to go home for a bit."
"If you need anything, I’ll send someone to fetch it right away," offered Will eagerly.
"I want to go in person."
"Your wound hasn’t fully healed yet, and the Duke said... it’s best if you don’t go out."
The latter part of his statement was clearly watered down; the man’s original words were much stricter.
Gan Yuan chuckled lightly, "He probably said not to let me step out of the door, didn’t he?"
Caught spot-on, Will gave a dry laugh and remained silent.
Raising her hand, she handed the wooden box to Will and spoke seriously.
"Then please trouble yourself with a trip to bring back Xiaotang’s drawings. Those are the child’s treasures; I don’t want them to be damaged."
Will had been worried that Gan Yuan would insist on her own way, which he would find difficult to handle, knowing well that this woman was the Duke’s darling. If he mishandled the situation, he would be the one reprimanded later on.
But to Will’s surprise, Gan Yuan was unexpectedly cooperative this time.
"Alright," he sighed quietly with relief, taking the key, "I’ll go right away."
"Uncle Will," Gan Tang picked up the conversation immediately, "my drawings are all in my room, under the bookshelf in a big drawer, and they must not be folded."
Will immediately flashed a smile back, "Don’t worry, I will definitely not damage your treasures."
Will was fond of this little fellow, not only because of his status as Huangfu Jue’s son, but even more so for the child’s intelligence and sensibility.
"Take good care of Miss Gan and the young master!"
After instructing the maids and bodyguards, Will, with an assistant in tow, hurried down the stairs.
Before leaving, Huangfu Jue had given explicit orders to ensure the safety of mother and child. Will would not have gone personally if it were not for items of great importance to Gan Tang.
Sitting back on the sofa and watching Will’s car leave the estate, Gan Yuan promptly stood up with the help of the armrest, took Gan Tang’s little hand, and led the small boy back upstairs to the master bedroom.
She shut the door behind them and immediately retrieved her backpack, rifling through the documents and credentials inside.
From here to their old residence, it would take Will at most an hour and a half for a round trip. She had to leave with the little one before his return.
There was no time to look for the hard drive; she’d leave that with him for now.