Nan Yu lifted her delicate face, resembling a beautifully shattered doll, but her eyes shone with spirit, never losing a hint of vulnerability.
She gazed at that glamorous face, parting her thin lips.
"Then I shall accept it."
Seeing her utterly exhausted, Yu Lan spoke up, "Miss Nan, I will have someone take you back to rest. You have worked hard today."
Nan Yu nodded, then turned to Li Chongbai, "Uncle Li, now that the old lady is out of mortal danger, I will send you the follow-up treatment plan later."
"As long as you follow the plan I gave you, you can completely cure the old lady’s illness. I entrust her to you."
Li Chongbai responded, "Okay, no problem."
After Nan Yu had left, Li Chongbai turned to Yu Lan and said, "Yu Lan, now that the old lady’s condition is stable, I’ll go back to the hospital to make arrangements, and tomorrow we’ll admit the old lady to the hospital."
Yu Lan, looking at Li Chongbai who had black circles under his eyes and had labored through the night, quickly said, "Alright, Dean Li, thank you for your trouble."
After everyone had left, she stood at the door and said to the butler behind her, "Call Lihan and tell him that the old lady is fine. He can rest assured about his work abroad and doesn’t need to come back for the time being."
Her eyes darkened, her expression as still as water, "Also, as for the old lady’s sudden critical illness today, do not reveal to anyone who saved her. If anyone asks, just say it was Dean Li who treated her."
The servants replied in unison, "Yes, Young Madam."
Elsewhere.
As soon as Nan Yu got into the car, she closed her eyes and dozed off.
"Doctor, why hasn’t Xiao Yu woken up?"
Suddenly, a voice came to her ears, and she struggled to open her heavy eyelids, vaguely glimpsing Chi Ying’s blurry figure.
She opened her mouth, her throat dry and hoarse, "Grandmother, what happened to me ..."
Chi Ying, upon hearing her voice, immediately said with concern, "Xiao Yu, you had a high fever of 39°C. Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere now?"
Nan Yu blinked, and everything in front of her slowly became clear, "Grandmother, I would like some water."
Chi Ying immediately took a cup of water and carefully helped Nan Yu drink it.
"Xiao Yu, you scared me to death yesterday. When the Song Family’s driver brought you back, your whole body was burning hot, and you were unconscious and unresponsive."
"Grandmother hurriedly called a doctor. You had a persistent fever all night, but luckily you are awake now."
Nan Yu’s consciousness slowly returned, and she leaned back on the bed, gradually regaining her strength.
She smiled apologetically at Chi Ying, "Grandmother, I’m sorry for worrying you."
It seemed that because she got caught in the rain the night before and hadn’t slept all night, coupled with her efforts to save the Song Family’s old lady yesterday, her body couldn’t hold up and she collapsed.
Chi Ying’s face turned stern, her tone unhappy, "Xiao Yu, you said you could take care of yourself, and that’s the only reason I reluctantly agreed to let you go back to your place."
"But look at yourself now. In just a few days, you’ve become so ill. No matter what you say this time, I won’t agree."
"I have already arranged for Juanyan to come tomorrow to take you to your marital home."
Nan Yu wanted to speak, but Chi Ying was quick and fed her a bowl of chicken soup right away.
"Xiao Yu, that’s settled."
Seeing the profound concern and determination in Chi Ying’s eyes, Nan Yu knew she could not refuse this time.
She obediently nodded, "Alright, Grandmother."
The following day, early morning.
Nan Yu, quickly regaining her vitality, had just finished breakfast when she saw Xia Xing come in from outside, heading straight for her.
"Young Madam, President Huo is already waiting outside. Please come with me."
As Nan Yu was about to get up, Chi Ying grabbed her hand and questioned Xia Xing.
"Why doesn’t Juanyan come in?"