250 Not Sick
“Let’s not talk about that family for now. Let’s head back so I can take a look at your grandmother.” Zhao Chuchu paused and decided to change the topic.
“I have to keep your identity a secret for you. I can’t let them know who you really are yet,” Yuan Hui said.
“I understand.” Zhao Chuchu nodded.
Yuan Hui then briefly introduced the members of the Yuan clan to Zhao Chuchu.
Zhao Chuchu was able to memorize what Yuan Hui had said.
They finally arrived at the Yuan clan’s mansion.
The Yuan clan kept a low profile compared to the extravagant Xia clan.
At the very least, the Yuan clan wasn’t trying to flaunt their wealth through adornment.
The coachman directed the horse cart into the mansion.
Everyone came out to welcome Yuan Hui’s return.
“Young miss!”
Yuan Hui gently nodded and quickly took Zhao Chuchu to the building where Old Mrs. Yuan was staying.
When they arrived, they ran into an elegant woman walking out.
Zhao Chuchu could instantly recognize the woman as Mrs. Yuan, Yuan Hui’s stepmother.
“You’re back,” Mrs. Yuan said. “Did everything go well outside?”
“Yes. Thank you for your concerns, mother,” Yuan Hui calmly replied.
“That’s good to hear. Your grandmother woke up for a while yesterday. She said she missed you. If you’re free for the next few days, why don’t you stay at home and accompany her?”
“I understand. I plan to do that as well.”
“And, this is?”
Mrs. Yuan turned to look at Zhao Chuchu.
“This is a friend that I met on my way back.”
Yuan Hui did not plan to disclose who Zhao Chuchu was.
Those who had followed her out had been warned by her not to disclose that either. She even threatened to fire them if Zhao Chuchu’s identity was exposed.
There was a saying that a servant who served a second master was not a good servant. That was why those fired would not have a good life after that. The threat she had made was an effective one. At least, they wouldn’t even dare to think about disclosing who Zhao Chuchu was.
Mrs. Yuan understood what Yuan Hui was implying and had no intention of asking more questions.
“Greetings, Mrs. Yuan. I came here to seek refuge with my relatives, but I only found out that they had moved after I came here. I have no choice but to follow Hui here for now. I would like to apologize for intruding.” Yuan Hui bowed.
“You don’t have to worry about it, miss. You’re Hui’s friend and welcome to stay for as long as you want. Just think of this as your own home. If you need anything, just ask one of the servants.”
“Thank you, Mrs.Yuan.”
“I’ll take my leave first then.”
Mrs. Yuan gently nodded and left the house that Old Mrs. Yuan was staying in.
Zhao Chuchu watched the woman leave.
From Mrs. Yuan’s upright attitude, Zhao Chuchu could tell she wasn’t the type who would harbor evil intentions.
It seemed to Zhao Chuchu that there was indeed a misunderstanding between Yuan Hui and her stepmother.
However, Zhao Chuchu remained silent about her opinion and followed Yuan Hui inside.
The moment she entered, she could smell the pungent aroma of the Chinese herbs that filled the room. A thick tester could be seen inside the room, and it had made the room dark and depressing.
The skinny Old Mrs. Yuan lay on the bed unconsciously. If not for her chest moving up and down from her breathing, others would��ve thought she was dead already.
With just a single glance and Zhao Chuchu could tell that the old woman was not sick but poisoned.
The old woman would die in a few years if the poison were not cured.
Yuan Hui looked at Zhao Chuchu anxiously, worried that even her friend might be unable to save her grandmother.
Yet, Zhao Chuchu nodded, and Yuan Hui was delighted to see that.
When Zhao Chuchu said she could save someone, she would always mean it.
Yuan Hui would’ve asked what Zhao Chuchu would need to save her grandmother if not for their situation.
After making a quick diagnosis, the two ladies left.
Words of them leaving quickly reached Mrs. Yuan’s ears.