"Xiao Yu, are you still feverish? Do you feel better now?"
A shadow approached, and Nan Yu finally saw that it was Li Chongbai.
At that moment, Li Chongbai’s eyes were full of worry and guilt.
Nan Yu looked up and chuckled lightly, "Uncle Li, I’m fine now, much better."
Nanny Wang stepped aside, and Li Chongbai placed his medical box beside him, taking out a thermometer to check Nan Yu’s temperature.
"The temperature is 36.1°C, it seems the fever has completely subsided."
Nan Yu nodded, "I took my own pulse, and there’s nothing serious anymore."
Li Chongbai took her left hand and examined the wound on her arm, "It has also healed well; we can remove the stitches now. I’ll help you with that."
Nan Yu had intended to remove them herself, but now that Li Chongbai offered to help, she felt it would be rude to refuse.
"I appreciate it, Uncle Li."
Li Chongbai took tools from his medical kit and carefully started removing Nan Yu’s stitches, his expression serious as if he was performing a highly critical surgery.
Nanny Wang watched from the side and couldn’t help but show a surprised expression.
Dean Li, the esteemed head of the Traditional Chinese Hospital, was personally removing stitches for the Young Madam, and he was so cautious.
Back when the old madam was ill, she had never seen Dean Li this meticulous!
After removing the stitches, Li Chongbai looked at the wound and joyfully said, "Xiao Yu, your wound has healed very well. Thanks to your previous treatment, the meridians were basically undamaged. Once it fully heals, it won’t affect the use of your left hand."
Nan Yu gently gripped her left hand and then slowly released it, "In another week, there should be no major issues."
Seeing that Nan Yu was mostly out of danger, Li Chongbai finally relaxed. Then, he took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it over to her.
"Xiao Yu, I owe you a big thank you for coming to my aid the other night, which helped save Qingjia. I really don’t know how to appreciate you enough. After searching online, they say giving money is the best way to express thanks."
"There’s one million on this card, and the PIN is set to the date of the day before yesterday. Please accept it."
Looking at the card, Nan Yu smiled, her eyes curling up at the corners, "Uncle Li, please take your card back. I don’t need your money. If you really want to show thanks, consider it done when you helped me with the stitches just now."
Seeing this, Li Chongbai couldn’t help but say, "Xiao Yu, you... you really are too kind, so kind that it makes this old man a bit jealous of the Huo Family. Why should they get such a good young madam like you!"
Nanny Wang, standing at the side, showed a puzzled face.
"Dean Li, aren’t you exaggerating a bit?"
Hearing this, Li Chongbai looked at Nanny Wang, his tone serious and steady, "Not at all exaggerated. This is all completely true!"
He paused, his voice growing fervent, "It’s just that Xiao Yu is already married into the Huo Family, otherwise my eldest grandson wouldn’t be a bad match. He’s as good as Juanyan, handsome, and a surgical genius. He would definitely get along with Xiao Yu."
Nanny Wang: "?"
Li Chongbai then turned to Nan Yu, "Xiao Yu, although being spouses isn’t possible, but after he returns from abroad next week, I should introduce you two as friends."
Nan Yu felt the hint of matchmaking looming, and with a tingling scalp, she said, "Uncle Li, we’ll talk about it then."
"Alright." Li Chongbai didn’t insist, and seeing it was almost time, said, "Xiao Yu, I won’t disturb your rest any longer. There are still things I need to attend to at the hospital, so I’ll head back first."
After Li Chongbai left, Nanny Wang couldn’t help but say to Nan Yu, "Young Madam, don’t listen to what Dean Li said. Our young master is a hundred times better than his grandson, and would truly make an excellent husband."
Hearing this, Nan Yu thought to herself—
A good husband who arranges a divorce agreement upon marriage?