Meanwhile, in the imperial palace, in the empress dowager's quarters, the empress dowager was constantly thinking about everything that happened in the hospital these past several days. She was thinking about the recent events again and again.
What was this girl thinking, then again if she hadn't done that, my grandson might probably not be here with us today? Ever since she came working here as my grandson's nanny, nothing has been the same ever since. She does things her own way without caring about others' opinions. I couldn't stand her because of the way she behaved with my son, the emperor of this empire but if I put my anger aside, that impulsive behavior of hers helped my son find himself back again. Have I misjudged her this whole time? Was I wrong in treating her the way that I did? The empress dowager interrogatively wondered to herself.
