The next day.
Early in the morning, Doctor Zhang came to the ancient mansion to see how Zuo Weiyi was recovering.
After a night of rest, her complexion had recovered very well. Compared to yesterday's pale face, she now looked a little rosier.
"Young Madam's complexion has recovered well. Remember to rest well and eat on time. It's best to eat in smaller portions but more frequently."
As he gave his instructions, Zuo Weiyi asked, "Doctor Zhang, is there a possibility that I may miscarry my child?"
The doctor pursed his lips at the question and nodded heavily. "Yes, but as long as Young Madam takes good care of her body, it can still be avoided."
The doctor's words relieved her slightly.
"Young Madam, if there's nothing else, I'll go change the dressing for the president." The doctor turned around and walked towards the second floor.
Zuo Weiyi was startled when she heard this. She furrowed her brows slightly. "Change his dressing?"
