Nangong Lengyu held her back and smiled at her. In a hoarse voice, she said, "What are you panicking for? I'm fine. I won't die."
Ling Sheng reached out nervously to touch her forehead and feel her temperature. She did not have a fever. Her heart ached as she looked at her and asked, "Do you still feel unwell?"
Nangong Lengyu shook her head and looked at her before saying, "I heard that you live with your uncle. Does he know that you came?"
Ling Sheng told the truth. If her father found out, he would definitely have a very scary reaction. She shivered suddenly. "How could I let him know? He'd skin me alive!"
Upon seeing her scared look, Nangong Lengyu said, "Go back then. I'll call someone else."
"I'll keep an eye on you. I don't have much to do these days anyway." Ling Sheng got up to pour her a glass of warm water and gave her two mouthfuls to moisten her lips and throat.
